Hearing that rumble made Prompto laugh a little, though his eyes didn't stray away from Liz's face for even a second.
"I'm actually a lot hungry," he admitted, and, here came yet another thing to marvel at, swirling out of the whirlwind of thoughts just constantly churning in his brain right now, "and I'm not even eating for two."
It felt...weird to say it, honestly, because he still felt he couldn't be sure what was real and what was made-up, what existed in some sort of delirious dream state. Had he even been gone at all, when it felt like things were right back to where they were? Maybe some parts of last night had been imagined, including everything Liz had said about being pregnant. He hoped it wasn't, even though his mind started reeling whenever he tried to think about it for more than a second.
To be fair, his mind was kind of reeling about everything right now.
He gave Liz a smile.
"I'm so torn," he said. "Food would probably be good. Food would be smart."
And it would be real food, too, not just rations and hunted meat and fish, there would be fresh vegetables here, even fruit. It was September, there would be pumpkin spice everything at the coffee shop....oh, gods, pumpkin spice!
And now Prompto's stomach was responding in kind and he laughed again, mouth now as watery as his eyes.
"But I don't want to even move from this," he admitted, pulling Liz in again and shifting underneath her to increase the comfort of it all. "I just want to stay right here, like this, forever."
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"I'm actually a lot hungry," he admitted, and, here came yet another thing to marvel at, swirling out of the whirlwind of thoughts just constantly churning in his brain right now, "and I'm not even eating for two."
It felt...weird to say it, honestly, because he still felt he couldn't be sure what was real and what was made-up, what existed in some sort of delirious dream state. Had he even been gone at all, when it felt like things were right back to where they were? Maybe some parts of last night had been imagined, including everything Liz had said about being pregnant. He hoped it wasn't, even though his mind started reeling whenever he tried to think about it for more than a second.
To be fair, his mind was kind of reeling about everything right now.
He gave Liz a smile.
"I'm so torn," he said. "Food would probably be good. Food would be smart."
And it would be real food, too, not just rations and hunted meat and fish, there would be fresh vegetables here, even fruit. It was September, there would be pumpkin spice everything at the coffee shop....oh, gods, pumpkin spice!
And now Prompto's stomach was responding in kind and he laughed again, mouth now as watery as his eyes.
"But I don't want to even move from this," he admitted, pulling Liz in again and shifting underneath her to increase the comfort of it all. "I just want to stay right here, like this, forever."