[It takes him a moment to pull himself out of his own memories, but the moment he does... he realizes Ravus' stance beside him. Noctis reaches out to place a hand on Ravus' shoulder.] Ravus, wait.

[He won't say for long, because he knows just how livid he still is at the Astral Leviathan, but this one...? He nods resolutely at Cor, lifting his tonberry doll, before his gaze seeks out his father.]

Her voice is different than the one we know. [Different than the one that had weakened him so he couldn't save-!

... The point is, he didn't need to speak Eidolon to know that. In fact, it probably helps that he doesn't because otherwise he'd have an even harder time not realizing the difference. He'll let Shiro handle Hunk, but his gaze does fall on them briefly before his gaze points forward. Noctis seems to ease a little more as the others arrive, though in the back of his mind, he wonders where Prompto is; if he's alright. But he can't think of that right now, especially as the waters recede.

This won't be a repeat of Altissia.]

Cor and Sylvaire are right. If you even slightly doubt your abilities here, go now. Otherwise, let Her make the first move.

[There's no need to make this even more difficult. He learned that the hard way once before.]