For her part, since there were no physical injuries left (Liam had healed everything, right down to the smallest bruise or scrape, things that Nina herself wouldn't have bothered healing) he could hug her as tightly as he could.

She was certainly clinging back for all she was worth, closing her eyes, reveling in how safe and loved she felt, whenever Prompto rested his chin on her head.

"I almost wasn't," she admitted, not sure if she should given how he sounded but... she didn't want to lie either, not over this. "But I'm all healed up now. Liam made sure of it."