[Nnnnh, too many voices at once. Noctis nudges at Ignis again, making a cursory effort to rub his eyes and stretch his arms over his head before he looks over at Eichi... but it's just to blink once at him and then pat around on the ground for his phone, since he can't remember putting it in a pocket.
Give him a minute. There are still words being said to him...]
You kept trying to roll over on me. [No, but in the world of Noctis, yes. He is tired.] —Ignis, what's for breakfast?
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Give him a minute. There are still words being said to him...]
You kept trying to roll over on me. [No, but in the world of Noctis, yes. He is tired.] —Ignis, what's for breakfast?
[ignis, eichi, eichi, ignis]