[Nice cars indeed. While his certainly wasn't half as flashy as Noctis' own, or as stately as anything like the Regalia, he still (silently) found himself grateful that after driving those things, he'd not been expected to go back to anything commercially available. Because that... would more than likely be impossible, all considered.

He raises his head when Nyx calls, placing his phone in his jacket pocket and looking to him. He's not unguarded enough- even now- to be taken aback at the way Nyx looked as a person and not a Glaive- but it is surprising to see anything but black on him. Surprised or not, he smiles.]

I do hope so. With all respect, I imagine we'll have to purchase quite a few things in order to make your apartment comfortable.

[Small pause.]

If you've read back through our message history, you'll understand. But I feel like I should apologize for what I said. In person.

[Smaller pause.]

So, I apologize. It was not my intention to walk in on you. Or to insult you.