Noctis shrugs, before bursting into a fit of laughter himself. Yeah, it does sound like Cid and Cindy, doesn't it?

He'll totally say it's on purpose later. Yep.

"Ehh," he shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck. "Is it really? I mean, I won't be able to cast fireballs but it'll be hard as hell t' navigate in the dark later. Not to mention-" He blinks. "Okay..."

He waits while Ignis walks off, poking at the remaining food on his plate before he finds himself wolfing it down. It's completely gone by the time Ignis is back and placing a drink in front of him.

"What's this?" He asks with an eyebrow raising up beyond sight behind his bangs. "Hey, you won't get any complaint from me." He likes the game, too, but... Even for beer, that was terrible. "Let's not let Ebony pick the brand next time."