The yawn is too much to resist, but not so much that they don't make shooing motions. "Go to bed, Frisk. It's too hot in here. Besides, I probably snore."

They turn and walk back to their cot, taking a pointed bite of the chocolate bar as they go. There's enough to last them for more than the night if they ration it, but it's been such a long time since they've had a treat like this. They'll probably finish the whole thing.