Of course, I'll tuck myself into bed and bellow down the hallway for Noctis to come warm me up. Certainly that won't be misconstrued in any way whatsoever by anyone else who may be in earshot.

[Like a well-oiled machine, he mirrors Prompto's movements to a tee, increasing the efficiency of this process tenfold.

Fold. Get it?]

She's a red, isn't she? Pity you'll not get any town-bestowed reward for sharing this blanket with her, if that's your intention. It takes a blue, I think. Noct earned himself a delightfully hideous blanket.