He smiles tiredly but his voice that had been even and calm, lightens. His people are so important to him. “They’re quite the bunch. Trouble all of them but the best kind.” If some of Noctis people are here maybe... he doesn’t let himself hope as he launches right into their descriptions. “Pidge has short, sandy hair and glasses. Her armor is marked like mine is, green. Lance is tan skinned, light brown hair, slouches and can be pretty dramatic. His armor is marked with blue. We’re all color coded.”

Why that is he will keep to himself. “Hunk is tall, thicker than the rest of us and gentle hearted. His armor is marked in yellow. He wears an orange head band and looks darker skinned than Lance.” His voice drops to a softer, more personal tone. There’s history in how he frames the name. “Keith. Is dark haired, sharp eyed and won’t miss anything. If you make eye contact and seem like you’re recognizing him he’ll come directly to you. Red marks. But like I said, seem like you’re after his attention and you’ll have it.”

Mention his name and Keith will move mountains to find out what you know. He keeps that to himself too. He keeps the Princess’s description to himself too. His tone returns to normal. “That’s all of them. We all carry the U-shaped weapon that isn’t working right right now. Let me know if you hear about any of them. Anyone you want me to listen hard for?”