Before Prompto got the chance to encourage her to try a second time, Sarah shot the rifle again and succeeded in hitting the target. 
Breaking into a grin at her enthusiasm towards the achievement, Prompto nodded. "Sure did! Looks like you shot it right in the center, too!" Teaching Sarah was a breeze. She was a fast learner and didn't seem to get easily discouraged. If anything, missing her first shot motivated her to try again.

From the sidelines, Prompto took notice of her setting the gun down. He couldn't figure out why, as the cans were already set up and she had a few more bullets available. "Something wrong?" The day had been filled with plenty of surprises, but being hugged around the neck so suddenly caught him completely off guard. 
Instinctively, Prompto's arms rose about half way, but he was frozen in place after that. The girl he'd been too shy to ask for a picture with had hugged him! What had he done to deserve this? Face flushed, he opened his mouth to reply, but no sound came out.

Thankfully, a response wasn't necessary. Sarah returned to the gun again while a dazed Prompto tried to figure out what had just happened. The girl proved herself capable by taking out the rest of the cans in an impressive show of newfound skill, giving Prompto the chance he desperately needed to collect himself. 

"Nah, it was nothing." Prompto was the one who felt indebted, being thanked was hardly necessary. "You're a quick learner!" He paused, conflicted whether or not he should ask about the picture. This would have been an opportune time to ask, but he didn't want to make things awkward. Was it a weird thing to ask? He didn't know.
"So...did you want to go back?" At the last minute, Prompto lost his nerve to ask. At least the sun was low enough to hide any evidence of his reddened face. They were close enough to the ranch to be safe, but some daemons were more gutsy than others.