Under other circumstances, Noctis would have tried to insist on an answer, but right now he follows instructions and lets himself forget about it for now. He follows the next instruction, too, sipping at the potion Nyx holds for him without bothering to try to take it and do it himself.

Once he's finished it, he lets his head fall back against Nyx with a sigh. "Feels much better. Thanks." His voice is still a little bit rough around the edges, but nothing like what it was.