Prompto narrowed his eyes a little, as if trying to look deep past the plastic and into the heart of Nina's soul, and he could believe her, he could tell himself that he had no reason to think that she would just stand there and lie to him like that, but....

"Nina," he said, leaning in to make up for their height difference, hands on her shoulders, "please. Look at me and promise me you're not lying. This is important."