[He wavers, mouth open, and the room tilts back just an inch further, creating another moment of that anxious, almost uncontrolled sensation before he closes his eyes and settles himself--and the room.]

You... should. I think you should. I guess I've been wanting you to know about it.

[As he speaks, the lid of the toy chest shivers, like it might snap itself shut, but Prompto braces it open with one arm and reaches in with the other to place the card gently, directly in her hand.]

Then I'm not saying it out loud. It'll be just between you and me for sure.