A couple of thoughts that reminded Prompto that, while it hadn't been nearly as long for her, it had still been a few months, and that Liz had a whole...thing going on now, that didn't include him, and here he was, just showing up out of nowhere to throw everything...off. Granted, by now, it definitely seemed like that thing was definitely Plan B, and him being here (a thought that came with a complicated knot in his chest tightening) was preferred. But still...

"Do you think he'll be worried?" Prompto asked, quietly, eventually.