He's listening. Good. His back straightens, gaze flickering to the staff member before he fixes it on the taller man. He doesn't realize it himself, but his right hand balls into a fist at that comment. Astrals, he wishes Ignis could come and help him with this, but if he's to be king... he has to figure out how to do this himself.

"You can't know that." Not for certain. He sighs, wanting to show some sort of reassurance, but he's at a loss himself. "We're all confused, here. What was taken?" Because it isn't just Terra who lost something waking up out there.