The king's jaw clenched. "And no one knows anything of a way to get back." He's frustrated certainly but is keeping a calm veneer over the worry. A hand goes over his stomach, which was a gesture he did back home.

His death was supposed to bring back the light and save the people. Now he finds out he's possibly being saved? He died and this made no sense whatsoever. If this was true though, then his death accomplished nothing, it served no purpose. That just couldn't be right.

Needing something else to focus on, Noct picked up the Black Queen and set it next to the White King, just to distract his mind. He almost wished that he was back on Materia's side. At least there he'd know what to expect.