Much like Noctis, there's a moogle that has been flitting around the room with a similar lack of luck as far as finding her own friends. However, while the little one's calls for a "Mary" might not have sparked any memory for the prince, the hood the moogle is wearing might mean a touch more.

Presently he might spot her reflection in the window he's looking out of while she climbs up onto as high a perch she can manage in the lounge.