Prompto would be both heartbroken and devastated if all that nice, fancy fish turned out to just be shunned!

But for now, he was just sort of frowning with disapproval over hearing that Liz hadn't been eating well in addition to not sleeping well either, but he wasn't going to say anything, he was just going to focus on the fact that she was doing much better now.

"Well," he said, "I say, you're welcome, Rain, and I'm glad you are hungry, because if I was left eating all this by myself, I'd be in trouble."

He chuckled a little as he finished it up, turning off the stove and reaching for a plate so he could fill one up for Liz. And, with the distraction of cooking now officially out of the way, he handed over the plate to her, and, with it, leaned in to give her a quick kiss.

Well, it was intended to be just a quick one, but they never wound up actually being those very often, did they? And he finished it with a big, pleased, contented sort of grin and the almost requisite by now, "Hi."

Sure, sure, they'd done greeting already, but now he could, you know, do it properly.