[he gets it. in her shoes, not too long ago, he too was suspicious of anyone willing to lend a helping hand. he had been frightened into accepting the help, ordered to move along to make the process more expedite. he doesn't want to inflict that on someone who is going through the same.]

[taking his hand back, he nods and just answers the question.] Dunno how that's really gonna -- help much, but. Prompto Argentum.

[pretty sure his name holds no significance or value to her, and will not push forward any helpful information about the place.]

If we get you to the bar at least you can have some water. Does that sound okay?