A faint sigh left Noctis‘ lips as you kept leaning your shoulder against his. It was already hot in the Regalia, and the heat that your body radiated didn't make the journey to Lestallum any more comfortable for him. Noctis’ grabbed your shoulder pushing you towards Gladio. He wasn't much of a fan of physical contact, and that wasn't going to change even with one of his close childhood friends. „You‘re all sweaty …“ He chuckled slightly, trying to maintain the teasing dynamic you both had.