[ Even as he winces, reflective of her discomfort, he's quick to nod, and reaches past her to shut off the water. It had been so brief - the refuge and solace they'd been able to find together in the shower, and it could not last long, by the very nature of her condition. She must be aching fiercely, and eager to get her off her feet, Prompto holds onto one of her arms as he reaches beyond the shower curtain to pull a towel off the rack for her and drapes it around her shoulders. ]
When's the last time you ate something?
[ He doesn't ask if she's hungry. That's a very different question. ]
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When's the last time you ate something?
[ He doesn't ask if she's hungry. That's a very different question. ]