And Prompto knew that Liz would say something like that, and a part of him even knew that it was true, and that almost made it worse, that these things were so out of his control, that there was nothing he could do to stop them or prevent them...

There was nothing he could have done.

And it could have been so much worse.

But he felt he had to say something, so a thick sort of rasp of "I know" escaped him.

"I'm still sorry," he added, clinging a little bit more.