[ For a moment, he doesn't answer her, instead caught up in staring up at the soldier, expecting a delayed reaction or something, but...no, there's still nothing. It's like the trooper didn't even feel a full-grown person run into it.
Tentatively, Prompto straightens again, and waves his fingers in front of the trooper's armored face. Still no reaction. ]
...N-no, not at all. What's going on? Why can't he see us?
[ He's asking her as much as he's wondering aloud to himself. ]
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Tentatively, Prompto straightens again, and waves his fingers in front of the trooper's armored face. Still no reaction. ]
...N-no, not at all. What's going on? Why can't he see us?
[ He's asking her as much as he's wondering aloud to himself. ]