"Me, too, Liz," Prompto said quietly, feeling like all he could really do, all he hopefully needed to do, in that moment, was just hold her and do the one thing he hadn't been able to do for these past few months/ten years, and that was just... be there. Something he apparently wasn't very great at, but, right then? He felt he was doing pretty well with it. "Me, too...

"I love you, too..."

It really couldn't be overstated, could it?