Cor couldn't deny that fact. He has grieved with Iris over the loss of her and Gladio's father, his other brother-in-arms, at one point or another. But it's hard to express grief fully when he's been trained from early teenhood that Warriors Don't Cry when they have Duties to fulfill...

Still, despite that, he couldn't stop himself getting misty-eyed over hearing Noct's description. It wasn't just the idea of Regis still wewring his rainments that made the first tear roll down his cheek. No...it was the hug, for he knows all-too-well how much of a father Regis has tried to be with his son.

"...shit." Coe wipes the tear away with his sleeve, trying to keep himself together still. "It must be him, then... No faker would go for that, the hug...or say those words, from before..." He takes several moments of controlled breathing to quiet his heart enough to focus more on the other important revelation. "And...her Highness? I assume you can confirm that...that it's truly her as well?"