Noctis chuckled in response. "Well, what if we were in my dream," he pushed a bit playfully. "Different story then."

There was a pauses as he gathered some of the things he found on to a large clothe. Including a small cast iron pot that had been laying around. "As far as daemons go, I don't want to be caught alone at night to find out on my own."

He wrapped up everything into a make shift sack, using some fishing wire to tie it together. "I'm sure Ignis doesn't want to either."