[As much as Diarmuid wants to fill the silence with words of support, he gets the feeling that Prompto is working himself up to something so he gives his friend time and is well rewarded for his patience. Once the nervous blonde speaks, Diarmuid stands up, moving to sit again right in front of Prompto, letting his fingers brush over his friend's lightly.]

If I say 'yes,' are you going to die of a heart attack? Because, that would be a really bad way to start a relationship.