Prompto opened his mouth as if to agree, but then, exaggerating a little to play it up a little, pulled back with a thoughtful squint of his eyes, brining a hand up stroke his chin. "I don't knooooow," he turned his dubious squint toward her. "It is Rain we're talking about here...."

Because apparently just doting on Liz wasn't enough, Prompto had to do it with the cat now, too.