[ she certainly doesn't miss that look. yeah, it was a good idea leaving him behind.. what a sweet, soft boy. maybe this trip will harden him up a bit.

probably not, but she can hope.

his proclamation has her flushing warm again (that didn't take long), and alisaie glances briefly toward her feet for a moment, trying and failing to suppress a smile. ]

It's.. experience, that's all. I've spent a lot of time out here, learning to do these things. You could easily pick it up on your own.

[ she has faith that air hockey isn't your only talent, prompto. while she works on the fire, alisaie sits on one of the logs that surround it, dragging the rabbits toward her and pulling a small, sharp knife from her pocket, the cast iron pot at her feet. ]

You said you've been hunting before, right?

[ or that he's at least shot a gun..... ]