"Looks like we'll have two marksmen on our group." Noctis looked the weapon over with approval. "Or...markswoman," he amended before nodding towards Prompto. The blond appeared awestruck by the sight of Sarah with the the rifle, much to Noctis' amusement. "If you need any pointers, ask Prompto. I'm sure he'd be happy to help...when it comes to guns, he's our expert."
 
Prompto's eyes widened when he realized what his friend just said. He could hardly believe it. Being paid a compliment, and in front of a pretty girl, no less, was more than he could ask for. Once again, he felt unworthy of the praise and could scarcely speak. 

"I believe it would be wise for us to leave in the morning." Ignis polished the lens of his glasses off on the hem of his shirt. "We have been traveling for most of the day and would benefit from rest beforehand." After offering his input, he looked towards Noctis. 

"Can't argue with that." Noctis locked his fingers behind his head, stretching a little. "Tomorrow, then." He looked to Sarah, overhearing the sigh of relief from Ignis. "Er...in the morning, there's no rush to leave right away. It tends to take us a while to get ready."

Prompto chuckled lightly, finding himself able to speak again. "Y'mean it takes you forever to get up."

Noctis shrugged, dropping his hands to his sides. "That too."

Gladiolus gave a nod of approval. After the day they'd had, they would benefit from sleep. "Sounds good. I'll talk to Wiz," he offered, spotting the man near the chocobo corral. Noctis decided to go along with him, and that left Prompto, Ignis, and Sarah.

Finally, a sensible plan. Ignis was indeed thankful that Noctis agreed to spending the night before setting out after Deadeye. "If you'll excuse me...I would like to see the camper for rent," he explained, as he was mostly curious whether or not a kitchenette was included inside. 

That left the two of them.
Prompto rubbed at his arm. Somehow, it was easier to interact while the others were still around. They carried the conversation when he could not, and he felt less self-conscious when Noctis was there.
"Well...I guess you're all set, huh?" He managed a smile, nodding towards the rifle Sarah carried. "...You're really sure you don't mind coming?"