She just waited, giving him a chance to try and find his voice--and his words in general.

"Seems to be the trend," Cindy mused, her gaze sweeping over him then away to look around. "Weird to see ya' alone, though. Ain't the prince with ya'?" Usually the whole lot of them were attached at the hip; at least that's how it always seemed to be. "Runnin' off on some sort of adventure all by yourself, huh?" Her gaze slid back to him and a playful grin touched her lips. "That ain't very nice, Prompto."