"Well," Prompto said, with a little bit of a sigh, as if resigned to his fate, and his grin went a little more encouraging than anything else, "if he does, maybe he'll just get it out there right away, so we can just move past it and put it behind us, you know? Besides..."

He paused, thoughtfully, dramatically, as the grin went crooked again.

"It could be a good distraction for my kidnappin---I mean, liberating," he threw in a wink, but there was something nervous in his own chuckle, too, as if he had no idea all this posturing to cover his dread was even working, "Leo in the meantime."

Don't you think for a second that new kittens would make him forget about Leo!