After speaking about your plans to journey out of Babylonia, Murray, a fellow noble, offered the services of his Cerberus unit to keep you safe on your travels.

You wanted to decline, but before you even got a word out, Murray already summoned the three before disappearing.

Cerberus were a lively group to travel with; Your days filled with Noctis and 21's bickering... Vera and 21 bullying Noctis... Noctis getting pushed around... you get the jist.

After setting up camp one night, you and Noctis were sitting around the campfire bored out of your minds. Vera and No. 21 were off hunting for fish in a nearby river using Vera's spear.

Noctis groaned, sitting back in an almost dramatic manner. "This is so boring. When'll they be back?"

A brief moment of silence was all it took for Noctis' brain to light up like a lightbulb. A cheeky grin tuggen on his lips, suspiciously turning his head to you.

"Ey, your highness," He began; a bit undignified but you'll let it slide, "Think ya can hammer down more drinks than me?"

He cocked his head toward the direction of the party's wooden cart, where several bottles of alcohol were indeed stashed 'for emergencies.'