[Huh. Minato reminds him of a mix of Sleepy Noctis and one of those silent protags from RPGs. It's sort of comforting since Prompto is used to carrying conversations on his own, filling the silence with his chatter as he continues his battle with the sand. Man he is totally gonna need to go for a swim after this.]

Yep, woke up with a hell of a headache and got accosted by some dumb buff birds. Heh I thought I was hallucinating until some lady comes out of nowhere and dropped the deets.

[Wait a sec... A thought occurs to Prompto before he pauses his digging and he looks skeptically down at Minato, relaxing back on his haunches. This kid isn't even helping himself!]

Seriously? You're making me do all the work? [He sighs and shakes his head.] I'm starting to see why someone buried you. Did you make someone mad?