[With a befuddled expression, he takes the folder, glances up at Izunia (his expression looks so odd on that face), and back down to the black leather in his hand.]
Oh. Uhh, what is it?
[Even as he asks, Prompto gently lets the camera hang by its strap so he can open the folder and see what's inside.]
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[With a befuddled expression, he takes the folder, glances up at Izunia (his expression looks so odd on that face), and back down to the black leather in his hand.]
Oh. Uhh, what is it?
[Even as he asks, Prompto gently lets the camera hang by its strap so he can open the folder and see what's inside.]