Oh, man, that tremble had just about almost ruined Prompto for a second, but he tried to stay stronger than that and kept his soft, encouraging smile on his face. "That does sound good," he said. "Good. Erm. Is...is there anything...maybe....I could do? ...to help, I mean."

And he hadn't even finished saying it before he realized how absurd it was to even ask. She worked (or had!) with people who dealt with this kind of thing professionally! And who was he? Just some dumb guy. What could he possibly do, except the same thing he always did, just....be there?

And even that he probably couldn't do, considering how much he'd royally screwed up that one with Yang...