Noct is leaning on his hand now, propped up against the car door, eyebrows raised and wondering how did his friend manage to survive this long. He says nothing, though, since both Ignis and Gladio answered the questions for Noct's stead as well. There were moments where he thought to tell Prompto to just tell her and stop dancing around the topic but then- he probably shouldn't be the one to talk.

His eyes catch Ignis' in the rearview mirror and he smiles, ear to ear (he's not hiding how amused he is) and shrugs. 'Can't do anything about it- lovestruck airhead is lovestruck airhead'.

There's a stretch of silence for a few minutes before Noctis finally contributes.

"...Warping could be useful for roofers. In case they slip."

Gladio turns to look at him with raised eyebrows and Noct just shrugs again. What? It would be.