[ there's a little nod at that. give it a go. maybe he would after he's gotten some time under his belt and is a lot more familiar with his surroundings. he can only take so much weirdness in one day, and arriving on a train in an empty depot had already nearly filled that meter.

prompto does hum under his breath at the mention of microchips though. ]

It could probably be anything we think of and it still not be what's really going on. [ he sighs, laughing softly at the question. ] Nah. Well, not that I know of? We've got, like, magic and Astrals? Oh, and these creatures that hang around in the middle of the night called daemons? The usual stuff but not curses.

[ he scuffs his boot on the ground, only slightly aware he sounds a tiny bit insane. ] Not things you'd have in Cali?