[ alisaie has crossed to the alcove by the time prompto catches up, his cheeks chipmunked with food - he was supposed to relax and enjoy his meal!! she sighs audibly - ah, she missed him, but she sure didn't miss this sort of behavior!! taking his hand from her elbow, alisaie plucks it away, then gives it an affectionate squeeze, though her tone is firm. ]

Then you shall fall asleep in it.

[ briefly, her gaze sweeps down his clothing before she's turning to pull back the curtain, revealing two large aluminum basins sat over a bed of gently glowing coals. one is full of fresh water, for which she is thankful.. it's not easy hauling buckets. she gestures widely for him to pass. ]

If you are still the man I know, those filthy clothes are driving you out of your mind.

[ she knows her boy.. he hate being cruddy ]