[ the voice draws his attention first. of course it would, especially when there's blood all over the place, and out of the corner of his eye, he's pretty sure he'd just seen fire erupt from the clouds. that's apparently a thing now, shielding his face so he can look up at the person talking to him. ah, right. he needed to get a grip on the situation and stop freaking out. fake it till he made it, as the saying went. ]

Probably not. [ it's soft agreement, pushing up onto his knees so he could stand without falling. ] Not sure they'll want us going back inside after this though. [ should they risk it? what if something came out of the bathtub or shower? prompto sighs to himself, pausing as he finally got a good look at the other. ] You okay, dude? I mean, besides the obvious...