Nah, it's no big. Gotta head that way. As long as you don't mind squeezing in between me and the big guy—

[he motions to gladio, who seems to be sitting at a small table and talking to prompto about something or other.]

We can handle it.

[really, even if noct can't able to brotherly instinct, what he says goes if he puts his foot down.

being the prince has perks sometimes.]