Prompto could scarcely keep his cheeks from reddening in return. He found himself hoping he hadn't made things awkward by staring, but it wasn't every day that a pretty girl dropped in out of nowhere.
	"Whoa, seriously? A chocobo did that?" Prompto was so fond of the creatures, he'd forgotten they were capable of more than being cute. When she offered him a grin, he grinned shyly in return. "You don't have to apologize," he insisted quickly. "I'm just glad you're okay."
	From his spot on the ground, he glanced towards the tree behind them, thankful that the girl hadn't hit it instead. When she offered him a hand, he accepted and climbed to his feet.
	"Thanks," he smiled and brought his hand back, rubbing his arm nervously. He wasn't half as skilled with speaking to people as Gladiolus was, at least not when it came to females. More often than not, he felt rather awkward and self-conscious. After a brief pause, he summoned the courage to speak up again. 
	"So...I guess you work here, right?" It felt like a silly question, but he was attempting to lead her into a bit of friendly conversation. The girl seemed nice enough, and he wanted to make sure she was unharmed after their collision.
	"I'm Prompto," he introduced himself with a smile, holding his hand out to shake. "You're positive that you're okay?"