He laughs at that, skipping right past that sorry like it hadn't been uttered. Noctis of all people should be relaxing tonight. "That's true. But I don't admit my best friend's hair style is funny in his hearing range. He has a mean glare and he's known me long enough he'll have something to get back at me with." Or Keith would give him a betrayed look while wondering out loud why it matters.

"Most jokes slip past him anyway. He just hasn't experienced them." He leads them over to two chairs and pulls them out with a foot, guiding his friend into one. ...if allowed to. "You should ask Hunk about the time we all had to hold up lens inside the Tel'aduv."