"It's actually not all that awkward for us, even without underwear," Eliot says, flapping one hand. "Probably because we're born with them and grow into the things."

Then Asa mentions the size, and the magician groans again, closing his eyes and leaning his head back in exasperation. "Of course you did. And I suppose you're going to go find a whole lot of willing and available people to help with that?"

If only Prompto were into threesomes. God.