[The question doesn't make sense, but more than that, the way Ignis asks it--it's not rhetorical, not exactly, but Prompto gets the sense Ignis has taken a step back, conversationally. He can sense it, the careful distance taken to regroup, and he doesn't know why.]
Shouldn't you know? [That comes out small and confused enough, so he takes a deeper breath, hands clasped nervously in front of him.] Ignis, what's going on? Why're you asking me that?
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[The question doesn't make sense, but more than that, the way Ignis asks it--it's not rhetorical, not exactly, but Prompto gets the sense Ignis has taken a step back, conversationally. He can sense it, the careful distance taken to regroup, and he doesn't know why.]
Shouldn't you know? [That comes out small and confused enough, so he takes a deeper breath, hands clasped nervously in front of him.] Ignis, what's going on? Why're you asking me that?