[there is one thing he notices: she does not remember him. arriving here for the first time is never pleasant, as he recalls, but the gaby that he knew was warmer around him. they had come to a close friendship with strong emotional foundations, with no ounce of romantic inclinations, and yet a fondness for each other that professed care and a desire to protect that would go unmatched.]

[he trails that thought with a smile, hoping that none of it shows on his face.]

Makes sense.

[despite her words, he'll walk slowly, making sure she's still with him and isn't lagging behind.]

It's best to talk about everything when we get there. [or when illya gets there] We don't wanna be overheard and all that, right.

[they make it past people in the crowd, and prompto manages to eventually lead them down a mostly empty street; street lamps shine bright nonetheless, a couple of people passing by to leave or rushing to go back into the celebrations.]

There's water and food there, too.