"Not entirely true," Clarus corrected as he stirred. "Prompto is often on his morning run at this time, as I imagine he might be now." He appreciated the young man's diligence, and his help with the chocobos. Astrals knew Noctis wasn't going to wake early for the morning feeding. Honestly Clarus didn't mind taking care of the prince's bird for him, but he'd never let Noct know.

"I'm not certain I ever asked, why did you learn to cook? You grew up in the Citadel with chefs on call at all hours, and it was reasonable to expect that Noctis would always have the same." They hadn't really foreseen that Noctis would ask to live among the common folk, but they weren't displeased with the decision and results.