Liz trembled, wishing that there was something she could do or say to make Prompto feel better.

She clung tightly to him, “I know,” she said softly, feeling like that was the only thing she could say as well, “you’re here, with me now, I …I thought …” her voice trailed off as she let out a sob, “I thought you might have been stuck again,” she admitted softly, “I …I was so scared,”