[ Any case of roberculosis is worse than none, even if he's only suffering light effects himself, but more than that, Prompto just has never been good at...knowing how to let people be worried about him. At least an illness is more surface-level than in other ways, but he still doesn't feel worth it.

So he waves a hand, his grin relaxing as he sets Bartiolus back down and pushes himself back to his feet. ]

You bet! Nothin' a little soup and sleep can't fix. Aaaaand a cool robot lizard to hang out with won't hurt, either. I owe you one, dude.

[ First a cheeseburger, and now his first born...Dave is really going above and beyond on the friendship here. ]