Noctis why can't you ever show up when he's doing something he can easily walk away from? That apron is back, this time his hands are buried in a bowl of ground meat and spices and? Apples? Are those Banoran apples?

Daggerquill, apple, and sage. Yeah, it's great sausage.

His head snaps up and he's immediately pulling his hands free, trying to get as much off and back into the bowl as possible as quickly as possible. He's scrubbing the remnants off on a towel just in case this problem is the grab your knife and warp kind of urgent.

"What?" Hard and serious and all business, none of his usual banter or cavalier smiles. Not even going to waste the time for more words than that single inquiry.