He stopped, relaxing his muscles and letting Ignis rest back on the sand. Okay, if Ignis needed a moment he could do that. He was tired anyway from lugging the snowmobile around. He plopped down next to Ignis to give his weary bones a rest.

"The Tidemother...? That was weeks ago. Did you hit your head?" Prompto cautiously reached out, lightly gliding his fingers around Ignis' skull to check for bumps. He obviously had other injuries, so it wouldn't be out of the question for him to have taken a smack to the noggin. "You should have still been on the train with Noct and Gladio, remember?"

He figured Ignis was just confused. He should remember everything soon enough. "We were going to stop in Tenebrae, but I... The Empire attacked, and I..."

He didn't want to say it. Noct pushed him. He didn't fully understand the entire situation yet. Noct had chased him down, yelled at him, then knocked him off the train. Something had to be wrong. He desperately hoped that it wasn't how Noct really felt. He knew he'd seen Noct again when he was out in the snow. Saw himself as one of those things. It had to be some sort of illusion. It couldn't be what he thought it was.

Taking a deep breath, he dropped that and continued on. "Did something happen to the train after I fell off? How did you end up back here?"