[ Aranea can't move quite as quickly as she normally would thanks to the still-healing wound over her abdomen, but hearing that - and seeing Prompto, when she whips around - sure makes her want to make the effort. She nearly drops the egg she's carrying in her hurry to get there, questions forming faster than she can move. How is he here, does he know where they are, does he remember her (and that one, along with memories of people not remembering her the way she remembers them is enough to stop her from grabbing at him) -
but unfortunately, what comes out of her mouth is ]
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but unfortunately, what comes out of her mouth is ]
What'd you do to your eye?