And that new outpouring of sobs made Prompto feel even more like he didn't know what he should or even could do in that moment, frowning thoughtfully at this bittersweet reunion with his heart going out to both of them. And feeling like maybe a little bit of an intrusion, like maybe he should just leave them alone, but his desire to just be there for Liz right now overpowered that substantially.

It wasn't much, it probably wasn't anything at all, but, for now, he'd just go to grab a box of tissues and bring it over, and lightly set a hand on Liz's shoulder for comfort.