Noctis had moved over to the couch to sink down with Floof when Ash told him what was going on, a confused look passing over the prince's face as the Bibarel crawled into his lap.

"About Ignis? And how we were raised?" he repeated, eyebrow going up. "What about it?"

For Noctis it had been normal. As a little kid he'd just seen it as someone who was practically like a brother that he got to spend all his time with. And when he got older it just continued to be that sort of thing even if he did take advantage of the leeway that Ignis would give him at times. For him it didn't seem wrong; he didn't realize just how bad it all looked--how bad it was.

Bean rumbled gently at Danny and leaned in to bump their heads together, sticking close to him for now.

"Oh no," Carbuncle said softly, ears going back as he looked over at the boys. "I don't want them to fight, brother."