[ at first, she leaves prompto to it. this is his task, after all, and she can use the interim to poke around a bit and see what else she can't uncover, but there's not much to be found in the immediate area, and she does not want to wander too far, lest more archivists arrive, or prompto has need of her.
but soon enough the tension she can see in his body from the corner of her eye becomes all too clear. ]
Prompto?
[ she cannot see the screen from where she stands, and the voices are distant, but nevertheless she draws up to his side, slipping a hand up his arm, to the back of his shoulder, her face tight with concern. ]
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but soon enough the tension she can see in his body from the corner of her eye becomes all too clear. ]
Prompto?
[ she cannot see the screen from where she stands, and the voices are distant, but nevertheless she draws up to his side, slipping a hand up his arm, to the back of his shoulder, her face tight with concern. ]