"...yeah," Noctis agrees. Nyx is here, so yes, he is alright. The 'princess' sure doesn't register right now. He might remember later.

"Mm-hm." He has zero objections to Nyx carrying him; he doesn't feel like he slept for very long, and he doubts he could walk there himself. Or much of anywhere. He's not sure why the sun's going down, though...it was nowhere near that late before.

"Hey...what time is it?"