[ Momentarily, it works. Prompto examines the gold in his hand, squinting at it like it's a great and mystical treasure. ]

Whoa, is this gold? Sweet! Are these rare or — [ WAIT NO HE'S GETTING DISTRACTED. ] I-I don't want these! I mean, I kinda do...but not in exchange for something you took from someone else!

[ A belabored sigh. ]

I'm gonna have to cough up my hard-earned cash for this, huh...