And that little thrill of pleasure was exactly why he did it, even if he was still sort of getting used to it himself. In a way, it was helping him actually sort of wrap his mind around the fact that he had a sister now.

Legally, anyway. She and Vette had always been sisters in spirit.

"Well, duh," Prompto snorted, rolling his eyes a little. "Someone's got to bring the peanut butter, right?"

He paused for what was an expected gasp of another RUDE accusation or possibly even a smack before adding, "When even is this grand jelly daemon event, anyway?"