"You're alright, princess." Nyx' voice is light, teasing, more casual than he feels in order to keep Noctis calm. The hoarseness of his voice is worrisome but if he can speak then the damage can't be too bad. If the fact that he calls his king princess while bridal carrying him registers with Noct he'll be surprised. He can't help it though. Damsel in distress~~

He does have to wonder who the fuck would have done this to Noct and then left him alone, outside, exposed to whatever else this place might cook up. Jerk.

"C'mon... let's get you home." It'll take a fair bit longer to get back than it did for Nyx to get there but he'll do his best to simply let Noctis rest against his chest.