Noct's head ducks under the familiar weight, one he hasn't felt that long time, and yet still gets a quiet annoyed sound out of him as he tries to bat the hand away. Despite the faint smile that crosses his lips.

"...Waffles and eggs," Noct answers after thinking about it for a moment. Because even if they didn't want waffles, the option of eggs would be there. And, quite frankly, he kinda wanted both.

He gets up from his seat, leaving the blanket behind and relieved to watch Ignis get to work gathering the ingredients. Because if he sees a can of beans ever again, it will be too soon.

He rinses out his own mug before washing his hands. He doubted anyone wanted hay or chocobo down in their breakfast.