[Absently scratching at his hand and fingers like Prompto's eye on them is what caused the itch in the first place, Noct doesn't really catch just what he's looking for when he steps ahead and shows off his gun. Brightening with a little grin, even as he makes some mental note about how the gun doesn't quite look like something he has seen before, he passes it off as a thought that Prompto probably picked it up at the last stop they made.

Maybe at the Hunters Outpost, they always have new stuff there.]

We'll see. I don't know if there's any places to fish around here, but I'm kind of hoping there's a lake in the woods.