[ There's a reason he probably hasn't spotted Alisaie around the station yet, because she hasn't...left their room much. And understandably so. Prompto can only begin to imagine what she'd been through, on her side of things.

But he doesn't want to worry Keith, either. He crosses his arms, shooting a look off into some undefined corner of the room. ]

She's, uh...okay. Y'know, doing a lot of resting, but she made it through unscathed. [ You know. Physically. ] Think she's about to set a new record for napping, though...thanks for asking.

[ He offers a lopsided grin. ]

You hungry?