[ this is all very new to him. he doesn't know where all of this is coming from, and he wants it to stop. he wants to take back ever asking noct to come meet him so that he doesn't have to listen to this. he wants to pretend everything is fine. except... noct is so worked up, and it's doing something to him as well. he fidgets where he stands, jerking a little when noct hits the table. ]

Noct... [ he opens his mouth, tries to close it. the tears he'd been forcing back burn even more, but he's determined to keep as much composure as he can because he thinks noct needs this more than he does. ] I don't know what you're talking about. Is this... is this something that happens in the future? Like – [ he bites at his lip. ] I dunno. Even if, uh, when that stuff happens, I'm not gonna blame you for it. How could I? [ is that fair of him to say? he's so confused, and the fact he's bringing up Ardyn doesn't sit well with him either. ] You're my best friend. You'd never let anything happen to me if you could help it, and I wouldn't let anything happen to you. Okay?

We can, we can figure this out. Somehow...

[ maybe he's just grasping at straws? it's a struggle considering, and more than anything, he's not worried about himself. he's worried about noct. he doesn't want anything bad to ever happen to him. he doesn't want him to die. ]