[Noctis lets out a breath of relief when Ash manages to get out from under the Lapras, Carbuncle--who had been drawn to the noise of the commotion--perched on his shoulder while his Sneasel, Ana, was poking her head up from underneath Noct's arm.]

Apparently they decided to play a bigger sort of prank on you. You going to be alright? Got any sort of potion you can use on yourself?