[ Luna doesn't mind. She has known Noctis for long enough to know he is a man of little words, but his actions speak tenfold. He doesn't need to say anything, because she already knows. She loves him, too -- always has, and always will, no matter what.

She can feel him tense up, and for a split second she's afraid he's going to get angry. He may not see it in himself yet, his friends may not see it, but Luna does. He is a king through and through, he is her king, and he has done nothing but good things for his people despite how rushed and forced his position has been. He hasn't had much time to mourn his father or even really try to accept this new role that's been thrust onto him, but he's doing wonderfully -- she thinks he is, at least.

His father would be proud of him. She definitely knows that much for sure.

She can feel relief washing over her as she takes in that handsome smile, and she closes her eyes again as she merely relaxes against him and basks in everything that is Noctis. ] I know... you've yet to break a promise to me, and I know this one will be no different than any of the others.

[ She's quiet for a few moments, listening to the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat, soothing in her ear, before she finally speaks again. ] What is the first thing you are going to do after this is all over, hm?