[ That is the truth. For all that Ignis teases, Noctis has become wise beyond his years. Not being granted much of a life outside his duty will do that to a man, though.

He shifts the bowl onto his lap and pokes a fork into it so he can start picking away at it; now that he's awake he knows he should have ordered something for himself when he was getting breakfast for Noctis but he truly hadn't considered it necessary at the time. Now, he's quite aware of his foolishness, especially when his stomach protests just salad and a croissant. ]

Have you...considered what your position means now that things are starting to settle?

[ It's not quite a conversation he wants to broach, but suddenly, it's all he can think about. He'd ... just sort of assumed a yes, after everything, but Noctis has a kingdom to consider. He's been extremely set on making sure he does right by everyone even if it's at his own inconvenience. ]

Eventually, the Council will start to bring up questions regarding an heir and everything else attached.

[ They've brought it up three times to him already, but he's shut them down every single time, unwilling to pressure Noctis. ]