[ For as long as it took for them to get through the line, checking in is mercifully quick, and the receptionist is directing Prompto down the hall to the doctor's office. That also leaves little time for Alisaie to deliberate about leaving, and before long, he's at her side again, cheeks still a bit pink. ]
Um - they're sending me right back. Did you want to...?
[ He doesn't want to assume one way or another. She could come with him, or go home now. She's already made this trip a whole lot better than it would have been on his own, even if he proooobably wouldn't be here if it weren't for her in the first place. ]
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Um - they're sending me right back. Did you want to...?
[ He doesn't want to assume one way or another. She could come with him, or go home now. She's already made this trip a whole lot better than it would have been on his own, even if he proooobably wouldn't be here if it weren't for her in the first place. ]