[his eyes widen when markus offers it as a gift, and with that, so does prompto's smile widen in unbridled joy. it's crazy to think he could be the recipient of something so beautiful, with detail that shows just how hard the other worked on it.]

[he can't wait to bring it home and put it up somewhere. there's something so innocent about prompto loving birds as much as he does, and it shows; he's almost barely hugging the canvas with his arms before he carefully sets it down on the couch diagonal from where he's planning to sit, just so he can look at it while here.]

[this painting has gone to the right hands.]

Thanks, Markus. It's really amazing. I don't know what to say.

[also, very clearly, he's not the recipient of a lot of gifts.]

[his smile remains even as he sits back down and looks for his camera inside his backpack, crossing his legs under himself and getting comfortable. his knees are much better, now, thanks to medicine and creams.]

I'll pay you back with pictures from home! This is my camera. A LOKTON LX-X1R. Noct got it for me a few months before we set off on our trip. ... I'm glad I got it here with me.

[clearly, beyond anything else, there is intimate sentimental value to it.]