[ nyx is keenly aware of his fate, should he return home. at least he knows his duty is done, that drautos - glauca - is dead. there is nothing for him back home.

and yet, he cannot help but feel guilty, living on the whims of someone else when others did not. as ignis speaks of two months, nyx stares. ]

You'd only just left, though. [ certainly not long enough for two months time. but then he's moving, and nyx is following, letting his gold dragon companion go for them to bumble along behind him in the air. ]

I've run into the Prince. [ the prince, not noctis; ever formal when discussing matters of business. ] Amicitia and Argentum I haven't seen yet.

[ he hopes he does, though. he likes gladio, and while he's not familiar with prompto, the kid seemed to have a good head and a good heart. there's an extended moment where he breathes out. ]

I ran into one of the Founder Kings, too.