[ His mind flickers back to the conversation from earlier, only having spoken briefly to the lady. Between both his own and her combined reticence, idle chit-chat hadn't been a strong priority, and Noctis simply isn't in the habit of interrogating people for intel, either. That had always been a task left to someone else with greater aptitude for it -generally, Ignis, who isn't here right now clearly. ]

She mostly said to check out the letter they gave us... and she met with the people that brought us here. A coven? It's not as cool as it sounds.

[ Because clearly that would be the first point of focus for this stately gentleman. Come to think of it, he does resemble his friend and chamberlain more and more by the second, something that proves to be both odd and comforting at the same time. ]

They want us to join apparently.

[ The exact reasons why are beyond him at the moment when he doesn't necessarily trust a piece of paper let alone anyone behind their sudden kidnapping. He wishes he knew more himself, unable to stamp down the unease welling up inside of him, especially with no sign of a single familiar face nor a handy map. ]