[She continues to look unimpressed when his expression wilts, which is... Well. Prompto deserves none of this, and yet. On the bright side, she seems a teeny bit less judgement once he moves to stand next to her, joining her by the water. Not relaxed, no. But less exasperated for sure.]

Cause of death. [... As if that's self explanatory. Right. Realizing this, she lets her arms drop to her sides, expression pinched.] The ones who live in this area are worried about a potential famine. If we can figure out why the fish are dying en masse... We may be able to help prevent that.

[It is definitely easier said than done, but going without maintenance for a month was terrifying enough. What would that be like for beings who regularly need to eat? She can't begin to imagine.

Anyway—

A beat.]

You already got a good look at the fish. [Ha. Haha. Ha.] Any ideas?