Noct appreciates that advisor and friend bias speaking, just saying. Because he still kind of jumps a bit himself if he comes across his reflection in a mirror.

At least he never needs a flashlight.

It's just, weird. Having the opposite problem that he usually did. Deep down, he knows he should probably say something about it, but all the same... he had a hard time talking about Altissia to Clarus before. How was he going to talk about something even worse?

Noct holds onto the blanket around him tight enough his knuckles turn white, but says nothing as he takes that suggestion and heads back inside. Only glancing back to give a reassuring smile when he hears Felix kwehing worriedly.