"Hey," Prompto said, softly, squeezing Liz reassuringly before his hand rubbed her shoulders, rubbed her back, trying to soothe out any more sobs. "It's okay, it alright. You're fine. It's not selfish. If only I'd just..."

Just what, though? Known that his best friend's wedding would turn into a nightmare where the entire fate of the world was hanging in the balance?

"...it's okay. I'm...I'm here now. I'm....sorry it couldn't have been sooner."

It was kind of a miracle it was even a thing at all...