[ Oh, gods. Prompto's read that famous sci-fi short story. He could step on one microorganism on this sea floor and cause a tsunami in ten thousand years. Merlin isn't helping! ]

Y-yeah, you're right. Just wish we had a better, uh, interloper road map to follow... [ He glances back up at Merlin. ] Youuuu seem pretty chill about all this. What's your secret? Yoga? Poetry?