[He sits like someone's cut his legs out from under him, or like a marionette whose strings have been dropped. He leans forward and muffles a miserable noise in his palms.]

I'm not--I'm not anything, Max, I...

[At least Tsurugi had been someone, once. Not like this. Not like Prompto.]

I'm. I, I'm. I'm a clone. Of the most twisted, evil man I ever... he, he mass-produced us, babies, so he could... so he could turn us into...

[Prompto curls further in on himself, wrapping his arms around his head, dry-sobbing from the sheer horror of it.]

He i-injected them with Starscourge before they developed a sense of self, and--and made them into--an army of m-mindless killing machines, and we've been... we killed so many of them and I never knew, I-I could've...

[Oh, real sobbing now.]

I was supposed to be--one of those things that killed Luna's family, that ruined Noct's whole life--!