That's why the prince has you. [ Not so much picking on Noctis personally, he's too cute to be forced to do maths, that's something Nyx agrees on. Plus he respects the king a great deal, and by extent, his son. ] And since you're only my fairy god mother, I do my own drawings.

[ He gets out of the car too, and together they walk inside the building to the escalators as Nyx hopes his ears don't look as hot as they feel. ] I, er... don't think I need that sort of thing. Pretty sure I'm more of a classical guy. But they don't sell those things here, do they?

[ And as they reach the top of the escalator, there's already entire (but tiny) living rooms on display. Nyx finds himself staring at the set up, because to be honest he has never been inside a real furniture shop. Most of his stuff comes from places selling second hand things or from friends. ] You'd think someone lives here...