Noctis isn't at all sure how Nyx is going to take any of this. His guess is 'poorly,' but in what ways he doesn't know. But he didn't want Nyx to be in the dark, or to get the wrong impression of what happened. It's not like Noctis feels great about defending Ardyn Izunia, but he won't condemn someone for things they didn't do, no matter who they are. And he has a responsibility to his Glaive to give him the information he needs to do his job...even if Nyx might not like that information.

Noctis feels the way Nyx is hunched over and the way he's breathing, and he just...doesn't know what else to say. He's glad when the question comes, something concrete to respond to.

"Yeah. On Eos, that's how it works. Here...something seems different. I'm not sure what it is or why it's happening, but we need to find out. Even if only to prepare ourselves for whatever might come down the line." He drinks a bit more of his tea, and at this point the cup's almost empty. Now that the potion's done its work, liquids, at least, seem okay.