...Huh. If he'd been asked, Gladio would have thought the exact opposite. That Prompto seemed the kind of person who would be clingy, who would be a hell of a cuddler in bed. He let his hand drop and flipped it in a slight gesture. "You didn't exactly stick around with me, either. But, look... you're not the only one, okay?" He wasn't ashamed of it and shrugged easily. "I don't stick around, either. Just..." A slow breath out; he hated this sort of stuff, specially on top of the years of build up between the two of them.

"Didn't feel like the right thing with you."

There it was. Whatever it was, it was there, and now it was hanging in the air between them.

"You stayed, though." Why.