adelphoi | IC INBOX @ ACATALEPSY;

[ ah... this is all so sudden even for prompto.. ]

I certainly do.

[ taking the marshmallow from his hands, she savagely impales its soft, squishy body on her stick, and holds it over the fire to roast it alive. ]

[ Look at her go, impaling that marshmallow without a second thought. Prompto follows suit, smiling fondly as he skewers his own marshmallow, holding it above the fire just so, turning it slowly in his hands. Gotta keep it melting evenly inside! ]

You camp a lot back home, then?

[ She obviously know what she's doing here. ]

Mm, not when I was young, but I have been on the road for quite awhile now.

[ sometimes camping, sometimes staying in inns, but working with the scions has seen her traveling more than she ever could have imagined. it's been.. wonderful, amazing, to see so much of the world that she had never thought she would see. ]

I enjoy it. Being under the open sky, feels.. liberating.

Heh, right...I know what you mean. I never was really into the whole...great outdoors thing? But if I'm bein' honest...I miss spending nights out underneath the stars like this.

[ For all they had done and seen across the expanse of Eos, those were the quiet moments that had really made their journey worthwhile. ]

...Don't tell Noct or Gladio that, though. It'd go to their heads if they thought I actually liked camping.

[ a bright laugh bubbles up from her chest, and she turns the marshmallow over to properly toast its neglected backside. ]

It shall be our secret..

[ she says, leaning in conspiratorially. ]

Still, I am glad you have seen the light. There's nothing quite like the open air.

[ He chuckles, continuing to rotate his marshmallow, nice and even as it starts to turn a fine golden color. This part of camping, at least, he has mastered. ]

Yeah...think I'll always be a city boy at heart, but this view...

[ His turns up to the sky, and then flickers to her, however briefly. ]

[ she catches it, the flicker of his gaze, however brief, but it.. he doesn't mean it like that. thankfully, it's dark enough that he hopefully cannot see the tinge of pink rising to her cheeks. ]

Mm, not me. I could live out here. Cities have their charm, but I always feel so.. crowded. Suffocated.

[ (He totally meant it like that.) ]

Guess I could see the appeal...except for when you run out of toilet paper and have to hit the open road just to find a new roll. And, like, forget borrowing a cup of sugar from your neighbor!

[ He...thinks about this a lot, apparently. ]

But honestly, I dunno if I could ever just...settle down and live a normal life now. You know what I mean? Like...things've changed so much since I started traveling, that I...don't even know who I'd be if things went back to the way they were before.

[ They won't, for a number of reasons, and there are even more reasons that Prompto doesn't know who he would be without his current mission. When all is said and done, it sort of...terrifies him, to think about what life will be like after. ]

Heh...sorry, didn't mean to get all philosophical on you.

An apology is hardly warranted.

[ a wave of her hand. ]

I think that is perfectly understandable. And normal.

[ thinking about it now, the idea of sailing back to sharlayan to live as she was expected to live, to read and study and record.. well. she's always loved her home, and always shall, but since she was very young it had never felt like a complete fit. she'd known she would need more. ]

We grow, and change. Things happen to us. Like outgrowing our clothes, we cannot go back to the same ones we wore when we were young, I suppose.

[ He hums, a low thoughtful sound as he pulls his marshmallow out of the flames, testing it with the pad of his finger. It's soft, but not quite soft enough, so back in it goes! ]

With Insomnia gone, I...wouldn't have anywhere to go back to now, anyway. I guess the open road is as much my home as any place is. And, y'know...the temple.

[ Even if he doesn't really see it as a home. But it has been their home base of operations for the past few months. ]

[ the temple. alisaie stiffens at the implication. no. this will never be her home. beautiful though it may be and the work gratifying, she will not forget that she was taken here against her will, and that hydaelyn needs her as much if not more than the worlds they have been taken to. but she's learned her lesson when it comes to discussing that with prompto. ]

Home is no specific place, really. It is wherever you are happy, wherever you feel safe and comfortable. It is something you carry within you. At least, that is what it is to me.

[ He nods in affirmation, his smile softening. ]

You know what they say. Home is where the heart is! Sooo, your real home is in your chest.

[ Taking that...super literally. ]

But seriously, I think you're right about that. I know I wouldn't be anywhere near as comfortable here without my friends from home, or people like you to keep me company.

[ what does he mean by that!! far less than she is assuming, most likely. alisaie fixes her gaze on her marshmallow again, pulling it back from the fire. it's well and toasty, now. ]

You would make more friends, I am sure. People are drawn to you.

[ It's a compliment, Alisaie, don't think about it too hard!! ]

I-I dunno if I'd go that far...I'm kind of a mess around people when I first meet 'em. Remember when we first met?

[ How could she forget??? As she does, Prompto withdraws his marshmallow from the fire. That will do...

He reaches for the graham crackers now. ]

[ look we already discussed the compliment thing!! ]

Well yes, but look where we are now. It hardly took long for you to endear yourself to me. You must trust me when I say that it is truly something special.

[ many people are good at making friends, certainly. people are social creatures. alphinaud could strike up a conversation with a brick wall. but what promoto has is.. different. he carries with him a gentle warmth that touches everyone he meets, and that is no small thing. ]

[ He turns a scarlet red at her insistence, but he smiles along with it. She's so kind to tell him such things...and she does believe them, doesn't she? That he's special, worthwhile. ]

Y'know, you keep tellin' a guy he's special and he might just start believin' it. [ And just might start falling in love, but, you know, he doesn't say that part.

With the graham crackers in hand, Prompto holds out a few for Alisaie to take. ]

A-anyway. On to the next step! You're gonna need a couple of these.

[ that's a good enough admission for her, and alisaie smiles broadly, near impishly, but for now she allows the matter to drop. incredibly, she seems to have gotten through to him a little bit, and that's more than enough to satisfy her.

so she takes the crackers from him, turning them over in her hand curiously. the roasting marshmallow part she'd been familiar with, but all the rest is new territory!! ]

What shall I do with them?

It's elementary, my dear Alisaie.

[ He says, gently leaning on the fourth wall as he pulls out a few chocolate squares as well. ]

You take one of these, put it between two graham crackers with the roasted 'mallow, and bam! You've got yourself a s'more.

[ He demonstrates, deftly assembling his components into a perfect little s'more. ]

[ she watches studiously, like the scholar she is, and when he's finished she looks to her own ingredients, piling them together in the way that he had. it's a little messy, but.. ]

Like this?

[ Look, when it comes to s'mores, a little messy is perfectly acceptable. He nods. ]

That's it exactly! And now, you eat it, to enjoy a true culinary masterpiece that anyone can make.

[ oh, it's all done?? well that's simple. the jury is still out on taste..

.. so she takes a big bite, which is kind of disastrous. graham crackers don't have a great constitution, so they kind of shatter beneath her bite, and hot marshmallow and melted chocolate squirt out everywhere, all over her hands and face. it's fine. this is fine. it's a good thing alisaie isn't a girl who hates a mess. ]

Mmm..

[ He can't help a snort of laughter when her s'more more or less explodes, though he'd only doing a little better himself. S'mores are not a food for the faint of heart...but even he can stand to be messy for something this tasty. ]

Good, right? Simple, yet delicious. Oh, you've got a little —

[ He reaches over to dab a little chocolate from her cheek, only thinking better of it at the last moment before he licks it off his finger.

Uh. ]

I suspect I have quite more than a little..

[ her hands are a mess of chocolate and marshmallow, her cheeks and chin too. nevermind that her ears have flushed pink. she's sort of grown used to it, being around prompto.. it seems almost an inevitability, these days.

still chewing, she laughs around a mouthful. ]

It is very good.

[ She's blushing, he's blushing, they're just a bunch of blushing morons. Maybe someday that'll go away...but it his case, nah, probably not. ]

I thought you might like it. They seriously don't have s'mores on Hydaelyn?

[ They're clearly missing out! What a privilege it is that Prompto got to share this crucial bit of information with her. Truly. ]

[ just a general sidenote that they will always be blushing, tbh. ]

Mm-mm. [ she shakes her head. ] At least, not that I have encountered. They may very well be popular somewhere.

[ it's a very big planet, and she's traveled a lot, but she has yet to eat everything. someday... ]

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