Theory confirmed. Ignis had no idea. Maybe he could explain to him at a later date when he might be less sensitive about his looks. He didn't want to dwell on it too much right now.

Rather than making Ignis search for him when he got back, Prompto took his hands.

"Yeah, anytime." There was no way he was going to deny Ignis anything he asked for anytime soon. Probably wouldn't have even before he was injured. If Ignis asked for something, it generally meant he needed it.

There was a good size difference between the two, but Prompto wasn't a weakling. He planted his feet firmly on the ground and stayed steady for Ignis, letting him mostly pull himself up so that Prompto wouldn't yank him up too fast.

As soon as he got up, Prompto's hand immediately went to the small of his back, a hand on Ignis' arm. He'd been doing this for a few weeks and he might not have been perfect but he was getting pretty good at leading him right.

"Are you going to get sick? You can always sit down on the snowmobile. It's just a short walk from here." He added lightly, "Best seat in the house."

Only seat in the house.