[ Unfortunately for Arenvald, Prompto is absolutely the last person who should be helping him in a situation like this.
Though he's not quite the physical specimen that Arenvald is, Prompto has still been getting plenty of attention from the mermaids, and while this is prooooobably on the shortlist of girl-related daydreams he's had, in actuality, it's kind of terrifying. They are all up in his personal space, asking questions and prodding him and touching his hair (not even in a cute way!), and it all serves to only exacerbate his anxiety further. As if being here isolated from many of his friends isn't stressful enough—
Well. He catches Arenvald's eye, understands implicitly that they are in the same unenviable boat right now, and does the first thing he thinks of.
Which is never a good thing.
He cups both hands to his mouth, twists around, and shouts as loud as possible: ]
b!
Though he's not quite the physical specimen that Arenvald is, Prompto has still been getting plenty of attention from the mermaids, and while this is prooooobably on the shortlist of girl-related daydreams he's had, in actuality, it's kind of terrifying. They are all up in his personal space, asking questions and prodding him and touching his hair (not even in a cute way!), and it all serves to only exacerbate his anxiety further. As if being here isolated from many of his friends isn't stressful enough—
Well. He catches Arenvald's eye, understands implicitly that they are in the same unenviable boat right now, and does the first thing he thinks of.
Which is never a good thing.
He cups both hands to his mouth, twists around, and shouts as loud as possible: ]
SHARK! SHARK! SHARK!!!
[ ...There is no shark. ]