Noctis remained quiet, trying to process that he was once again standing face to face with this gorgeous silver haired man. He wanted to throw out something witty but knew deep down that it would just fall flat on its face and he'd be risking what was here. He always tried to play it so cool but he was just a kid in the ways of being..well what he'd overheard some of his Glaives talk about that dark night.

And at the struggle on Kuja's face, Noct clenched his fist at his side. He did that so he didn't take that pale cheek in his hand when he had no damn right to. The man looked as if he was so lost or confused or something at the moment. And that forced smile had no place on that porcelain face.

But then the question came out. And it was a relief to hear it and he smiled even if he felt the smallest blush formed on his face. "Ya, we did. So you remember that."

That brought back so many memories and he had no idea how many cups of tea he drank staring out the window because he hadn't known how to break the ice of wanting more from their living arrangement than they'd had.