Cor's statement gets Noctis looking at him - and he gives him a thin, tired smile in response. He still doesn't look comfortable carrying the weight, yet, but the King he will be, one day, is there in his shoulders.

"I know. You've always done what you can to help me... I hate to ask for more, but I have to. It's not just on me, after all." And that was what he clung to. He wouldn't have made it this far without everyone around him and the sacrifices he made. It was what made the bitter pill easier to swallow.

Either way, his focus shifts onto Cor's reaction. He doesn't blame the Marshal; it'd been about his reaction as well, along with some ugly crying once he'd accepted it.

Noctis ends up having to give a small shrug. "I don't know. Maybe whatever pulls us here can pull people from different times. But it was definitely dad. He... said he was grateful he could see me again."

Lunafreya, he can confirm when she was brought from. But for once, Noctis doesn't want to focus on what his needs are. For once he can actually try to help someone else, and so he focuses on what he needs to tell Cor to convince him.