[ Noctis is incredibly sore. These last few days have been both physically and emotionally taxing. His arrival, his being pried away from his search for his friend, the Crystal... ]

[ Ardyn... ]

[ Tie that in with the sudden resurrection of his father, the King of Lucis, and you have an A+... Conundrum. But that's putting it lightly. The emotional turmoil has left him with little to no sleep, his wonder as to whether or not this is all some sort of elaborate trap has him mentally compromised. But despite it all, the prince keeps himself walking tall. Best as he can. ]

A Door.

[ The words drip off his lips with as much doubt as there is sarcastic amusement. He puts his hand at his hip, sighing as he pushes slick hair from his eyes. ]

You make it sound so simple. After the uh,

[ He gestures with his thumb behind him. ]

Production back there, you think these Gods'd make something like that easy to find?