[Noctis studies his expression for a long moment, a small measure of tension leaving his shoulders. It isn't much better, but Prompto looking at the big picture is better than being singularly suicidal, and he'll buy Verstael just misunderstanding the request. His gaze drops to the bracelet, hiding the tattoo, then away.]

What could be wrong with you? You don't come across as anything but normal to me. You're probably the most normal person I've ever known.

[And it's not an insult by any means. There's something akin to gratitude in his tone, subtle but there. So much of his life had been grim and serious and married to duty until Prompto walked himself into it. It was only through Prompto that he really got to feel normal himself.]