Well, shit. Now Prompto just felt bad for getting upset a second ago, and now she was all cold, too, and all he had was this dumb Rito shirt and no jacket to offer her. But he did have the wing clips that they'd put in his hair, so he took a second to pluck those out and then handed them to her.

"Here," he explained. "The Rito said they'll actually help against the cold."

Which he realized, after the fact, might just only make her feel useless all over again, but, so help him, he couldn't see a girl being cold and not want to help her.

"And you're not useless," he added firmly. "Anyone who says you're useless clearly hasn't met you. Trust me. I would have totally reached out to you if Vette had just told me to get bent. I'm honestly kind of surprised she didn't. And I just went to her first, because, y'know, I guess...I don't know...I didn't really want to bother you with my dumb shit if I didn't have to."

Once he said it, it sounded like a weak excuse, but it was the truth, anyway.

"And I get it," he felt the need to also add, nodding slightly, looking away, "about feeling like the useless charity case. Believe me, do I get that one..."