[ Joking in times in crisis is the only way to be. He huffs out a laugh. ]

Y-yeah, just a few! We're all gonna need to go on a diet after this -

[ Prompto digs his heels into the ground and pushes as hard as he can, jaw clenched and eyes squeezed shut against his blurring vision. It's no use. Even if he wasn't sporting a few broken ribs, he wouldn't be able to move this thing. ]

Dammit... [ He curses under his breath, not wanting to set the girl trapped under this thing even more on edge. Maybe if he could just brace himself better, but his feet keep slipping in the dirt -

Wait. ]

Prompto, you're a genius! [ Yes, that's also to himself, but he practically shouts it as he rolls over so he's kneeling next to the pod. ]

If you can move around in there, start digging towards the sound of my voice! [ And for his part, he starts shoveling out handfuls of dirt and rock. It's definitely not the speediest solution, but at least if they're digging towards each other eventually she'll get some oxygen. Staying alive comes first, getting out comes second. ]