[Breathe. Regis had to remind himself to breathe. His heart feels stuck at his throat and he could hear it thumping loudly. It's almost deafening. All of this chaos and madness is slowly catching up with him but he'll brave it.

He must brave it for their sakes.]

You've done well, Noct. [He leans up a little and kisses that nest of black wild hair.] You've done very well.

Now let us tend to Lunafreya together. She's going to need you by her side.

[He let's go of Noctis and returns to the entrance where he left the bags of medical supplies, bottled water and clothing. There's five moderately heavy white bags in total. Regis picks up two and gestures for Noct to grab the remaining three. The prince shouldn't worry about their weight much. Regis opted to carry the two heaviest ones in the pile.]

Come. Help me lug this upstairs.

[He wastes no time marching up the stairs, bad knee and all.]