"Er, but what does..." His words trail off as Prompto thinks it over. He already heard about the history of this place with slavery. If the design of this place was deliberate, then it's not a huge leap to conclude why that is. His expression darkens a bit at the thought. "Oh. Slave owning jerks. I get it." The bastards.

Luckily, there is a puppy on hand to alleviate such awful thoughts. Prompto can't help but smile as he gives him all the attention and pats he could ask for. "They sure are smart dogs. And pretty cute to boot. How old is he?"