[It's a story that's close to a memory - a chocobo egg with no parents left to care for it, and Prompto's worry over the unhatched bird.

He's sure this chocobo is going to absolutely spoiled.]

You'll be a great chocoparent, Prompto. [Is chocoparent even a thing? Is that a thing he should be saying.]

We can make due - the rooms don't mean we'll have to live in isolation. It's nothing to worry about.

[Plus, you know, they can just sleepovers, where they can gossip and nag at Noctis to take better care of himself.]