You found yourself running a small errand with Noctis, a person you'd met just a few months ago on the side of a road.

The car's interior was hushed, filled only with the rhythmic tapping of Noctis on the gearshift.

You discreetly observed him, his hands clenching the steering wheel.

Sensing your silent scrutiny, he eventually turned to you and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Everything alright?"

He inquired softly.