Camping 101; Friday, 3rd Period [05/31].

[sword_chocobro]

At the meeting spot outside the preserve, the class would find Gladio there waiting, with packs already prepared, and with Ignis there standing beside him, and as everyone gathered, he greeted them with a grin.

"Hey, guys," he said, and then hitched a thumb toward his companion, "I know you all know Iggy here at least a little, if not more, so you've probably figured out just by him being here what today's lesson is going to be focusing on: camp food. So I hope you're hungry, but, if not, maybe the hike to the campsite'll get that appetite going. When we get there, Igs is going to show you a few cool cooking techniques for camping and hopefully you'll have a few of your own you can share, too. But let's save that for when we get there. Grab a pack and let's get moving."

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Re: Class Activity: Camp Cooking - Camping, 05/31.

[sword_chocobro]

"Honestly?" said Gladio, with a shrug. "That kind of helped me get over it at first."

And then he found out Arden was a real good kid and he started liking her and everything, and the separation couldn't be clearer. But he knew stuff like that didn't come as easily for Prompto. And he could only guess at all the things that man put him through when they were separated in Niflheim....

He gave Arden a faint smile. "Just give him time," he suggested. "He'll come around. And just know it's nothing personal. We've all been through some pretty gnarly stuff because of that guy, but that's not on you at all. I...can talk to him, too, if you want. We're all going fishing this weekend, so it'll be a good opportunity to do so."

There were a lot of things he needed to talk to them about, actually, but he could squeeze that into the agenda easily enough, too.

Re: Class Activity: Camp Cooking - Camping, 05/31.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

There was a quick flicker of emotion over Arden's face, and she nodded. "Well, good," she said. "Glad it helped you. Hope it helps him, too."

Professor Amicitia's offer took her a little aback, leaving her stammering through an answer. "Oh, I--I mean...uh." she said. "I'm sure you don't--what's there even to say? Um. Oh, I guess it might be easier? If the suggestion comes from you? And then he maybe won't. Um. Feel weird?"

Then, more softly. "I'm sorry bad things happened to you all. I mean, um. I know that's just life." A bitter, knowing laugh. "But still. It sucks. When it's the kind that lingers. Sorry to um. Hear that you do."