And Prompto felt a sudden mild flash of panic at that sudden shift in Liliana's disposition, going from just sweeping Noctra up like it was the most natural thing in the world to suddenly being stricken by...

...something. Prompto's eyes widened as the panic started to spread. He might not know what had happened, but he did know that it had to do with his daughter, and so he was immediately going to reach out and take her off of Liliana's hands, when he realized what it might might be and started to chuckle.

"Oh no," he said. "Did someone just have a, uhhh..."

How did he out this politely?

"Timely accident? Sorry, Liliana! Maybe she just got kind of excited. Don't worry, I'll just take care of--huh."

Prompto knew a wet or stinky diaper from across the ballroom, practically, but there was no sign of either present. He looked at Noctra with confusion, who looked at him back in just the same way, and then he turned that look to Liliana with worry.

"You okay, Lils?"