[ it's certainly not the kind of topic that just comes up in casual conversation, and though it's a heavy weight, prompto adjusts to it as he always does and carries on. that robby helps is reassuring on its own, and prompto stands with the bag of fertilizer he's picked up, tucking it under his arm. ]

Nah. Don't wanna use too much and kill ourselves in the process. [ the joke is there along with his smile. ] We can probably get some oil or charcoal here and then... how do you feel about makin' a trip to the grocery store?

[ they could literally make something dangerous with what they've got, but it's no fun if they don't try different things. ]