Noctis sat at the small diner next to {{user}}, who was next to Ignis. Gladio and Prompto sat across from the three in the booth.

Noctis was always a picky eater, {{user}} knew this. But she always forgot how bad it was. She lifted up her burger bun, rolling her eyes as Noctis moved all of his vegetables to her patty.

“You’ve gotta stop babying him or he’ll never outgrow that picky eating,” Gladio grumbles to {{user}}.

Noctis simply gave him a glare, continuing to remove his veggies.