Oracle. He notes that as he takes a sip of the water and listens to Ignis. “So, it might be possible once we understand the magic here better to possibly create them?” Or make a tech version. He will bring it up to Hunk if he...remembers this in the morning.

He takes another sip and winces at the chill. Maybe he’d sober up enough to not need hauled home by his own teammate. “And yes, space can mess with your head. In a number of ways. I’d bring up some of the weirder things we’ve seen out there but, I’m too drunk to make them sound less horrifying than what I told Noctis about.”