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[ Were it something like that, Alisaie would notice the telltale grin at the corner of his eyes, the playful turn of his mouth even when he was playing a "serious" character. But such signs are conspicuously absent. In fact, Prompto looks rather...spooked, goosebumps rising on his arms. ]

I-I dunno. I just...can't shake the feeling someone - or something - is watching us.

[ He scans the trees opposite the lagoon, the far edge of the water, even the sky - but...no. Nothing.

So...what is it? ]