To say that Prompto was surprised would be a severe understatement. He had applied to join the Kingsglaive a few months ago, just on the off chance that they would have very few applications. He never thought he would actually get taken seriously, nor that he would actually be accepted. He had seen how Gladiolus trained, how prepared he was just in case something happened. He watched how Ignis, someone that was just supposed to be an advisor, someone that was more of a caretaker than anything, could bring even some of the stronger training guards to their knees. He felt....
Well. He felt inadequate to put it lightly.
Prompto didn’t want to be seen as a liability, someone that had to be protected as well when he was out with the prince. He wanted to prove he could take care of himself, as well as take care of Noctis. He wanted to prove he was worthy. Though, as he walked into the main hall of the Kingsglaive, his eyes slowly widening as he took it all in - the space, the men and women walking around, the obvious.... seriousness of it all? Prompto felt in over his head.