Well. If there was one way to wipe the barely-held-back smirk off of Prompto's face, it was definitely a reaction like that, blinking a little before staring back at Liliana. And letting out a slow breath once her attention shifted off of him and back onto the steering wheel.

And then it was his turn to take a long moment to debate something internally.

"Now, hold on a second," he said, probably not exactly wisely, but that had always been Iggy's expertise, anyway. He shifted a little, sitting up in his seat with his attention now focused in and a hand lifted almost placatingly. "Take a few minutes, count down from ten or something like that, because you're all upset and tense, and that's not good. Shake it out a little, a couple deep breaths, and then, yeah, shift into forward, and slowly apply a little gas with the gas pedal. Ease it into going, nice and steady."