"We'll see about that," murmured Prompto, shaking his head and sighing a little as he braced himself, because, sorry, Liliana, you didn't practically murder him with a look like that and get away with trying to convince him that everything was fine. But since she insisted on just moving on (in more ways than one), he could suck it up and try to focus on the lesson while wondering if this really was actually a terrible idea.

And he breathed out with relief when it did seem to go smoothly.

"Okay," he said, "good. Now just roll along until you're comfortable with accelerating by pushing the pedal more, but, you know, slowly. Get a feel for it. Up ahead, I've set out some cones, do you see them? Roll us out to there and then see if you can stop at or near them, yeah?"