[ That logic makes no sense at all, and Noctis still wants no part in these shenanigans, especially if they'll result in the both of them getting into trouble. No one is going to trust their prayers to a god who might be a pervert. ]

What?! No way! Hold on! I'm not agreeing to this! If it's the two of us, it'll look weirder, not more valid!

[ Does he really have to point out why? What if they think that the lingerie is for one of them? He firmly wrestles himself out of Prompto's grip, feet still planted on the ground as he avoids the entrance. ]

I like my plan better. You go in, and I wait all the way out here.