Anything and everything that she needs. [ Yes. Yes, that sounds good. Noctis hasn't the faintest idea how to unpick the entire mess -- and not for the first time he's grateful that Ignis is here. When everything is imploding, he's here, helping him to make sense of it all, and suddenly it feels like they've turned back time; Ignis at his side, making it all manageable, taking on all that's overwhelming and doing all that's necessary.

He can already see the potential shitstorm they'll stir up, and it must not be any easier for her as well as he nods. ] Yeah. Just -- give her everything she needs. I'll send you the list of what Luna has. [ They have to make things as easy for the princess as they should; and not for the first time Noctis regrets that it has to come to this. But how else can he manage? He cannot forget Ignis, cannot not love him; it would be easier for all involved if he could simply move on and pretend everything never happened. The public relations team will need to be briefed on this to contain the matter, as well as the press secretary's office.

He sighs, and leans back in his chair. He's missed Ignis. He's missed the fact that he's already putting into effect all that's needed. Still, a question looms on the horizon, a crucial, important one. Where do they go from here? Is now even the time to think about it? It probably isn't, but he thinks about it anyway, still snagged on his earlier comment. ]

How long are you staying?