[ he leaves the sauce in the blender for now; turning instead to regard the kind as the Garula meat simmers in the pan. looking over the king in his nightclothes, resting his chin on his hand; it's kind of nice. almost domestic, in a way, that nyx hasn't felt in a very long time.

instead, he reaches out to get the board and knife, moving to clean them off as he laughs gently. ]

You might need to invest in better company, if I'm the highlight of the day.

[ but it's a high compliment and he basks in it, a little. the talk of noctis, though, has him perking up. ]

He might be impatient, but can you blame him? He's a good kid.

[ privately, nyx thinks noctis needles his father because they've been seeing less and less of them. he doesn't see the other as often when he has guard duty with one of them. ]