"It seems more like a fattening before a slaughter," he said softly. "Yet there is no reason not to take advantage and eat our fill."

He pulled off his gloves, then patted the seat next to himself. "Talk to me, Noctis. We must fulfill our duties. What would reassure you?" This was still horribly surreal. He wasn't sure that his body wasn't collapsed on the meeting floor and the rest of this was some sort of dream.

Boy, that would be embarrassing.