Ignis' admission left Noctis silent for a few moments, but the thoughts did not linger for long before suddenly more weight than expected was placed upon him. The weight shift was startling, and he worried for a moment that something worse than merely being exhausted might have befallen Ignis. Holding onto Ignis, he was surprised at how much he was enjoying the proximity and the hand cradling the back of his head. A thought he didn't allow himself to ponder overlong, because there were other thoughts crowding his mind.

Idly, he wondered if there was some sort of loophole, where he could remain here indefinitely... If he could never be made to come to terms with his fate, and remain stuck here with his friends till his natural death. Such thoughts didn't last, however, when Ignis spoke once more.

"Nothing to forgive. C'mon, we should get you to your bed, if you're feeling so exhausted."

He could have commented on what Ignis said moments before, about his regrets, and not letting him go so easily, but perhaps another time. Though his time might be limited here, he felt there was a better time to discuss such things. Limited though his time would be, he would prolong his departure as much as he was able. If he as anything, he was a stubborn boy after all.