"Hm?" Prompto lifted his head at the sound of a mostly unfamiliar voice, blinking at Elisabeth for a moment before his brain was kind enough to catch up with things like words. "Oh, no," he said quickly. "It's fine. I was just--"

But then he was on his feet and heading for her trunk. "Here, let me help you with that. Elisabeth, right? I think we have a few classes together?"