[--that's... surprising. this solidly soft side to aranea that prompto had never seen before. he had seen fractions of it towards him when she had first arrived, possibly due to some situation back in eos he isn't yet privy to in terms of his timeline.]

[he doesn't follow after her but instead stays with the girl, pulling out the plush toy and smiling soon as she hugs it into her chest.]

Can you stay here a minute? I'm gonna make sure she uses sliced pickles and then we'll go somewhere safe. Okay?

[the girl nods, hesitant, but stays where she is. the shock from the whole situation hasn't settled too much yet, and this casual interaction is probably helping. prompto heads on out to the kitchenette where aranea is, keeping his eyes from the dead body across the room.]

There's still soldiers about. I've found a safehouse nearby--about 10 minutes away. It's by a convenience store.

[checking the map, though...]

There were other break-ins in this building, I think two more based on the pings the others placed on the map.

[children could be there, still. someone injured, but alive, could still be there, hanging on.]

I know it isn't convenient to carry more than what we can handle, but I wanna check it out.