[ Prompto leaves his sandwich on the table for now - he's gonna need both hands for this demonstration, after all. Instead, he trots after Aranea with a buoyant grin, plucking the crystal focus he'd borrowed from Alisaie out of his pocket and draws the rapier from his belt. ]

Okay, okay - just...bear with me, 'cause it's gonna look like I'm doin' a whole lot of nothin' for a jiff, here.

[ Just so...she doesn't think he's trying to pull a fast one on her, or something. Prompto takes up position next to Aranea, but positionsd away from her - this is an offensive attack, after all. ]

Don't suppose you have a particular...tree you wouldn't miss, would you?