[It's the first voice that gets Prompto's attention, not the rumble of the second.]
Iggy?
[He's bolting through the trees after them immediately, gasps in sheer relief and joy to see his friend, but then stops when he sees his companion. Stops and blinks. Opens his mouth to say something else, frowns, shrinks in on himself a little, holding his elbows, and then leans forward on the balls of his feet once more, voice less sure. Almost afraid.]
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Iggy?
[He's bolting through the trees after them immediately, gasps in sheer relief and joy to see his friend, but then stops when he sees his companion. Stops and blinks. Opens his mouth to say something else, frowns, shrinks in on himself a little, holding his elbows, and then leans forward on the balls of his feet once more, voice less sure. Almost afraid.]
Iggy? Is that really you?