He should tell her the reason. Not just that he's happy to see her, the way he'd been looking at her from the crowd in Altissia, but because she gave her life for him. Because Ignis lost his eyes for him, and seeing her again like this... it's almost more than he can bear.

Her head rests on his shoulder and he lets his face bury in her damp hair. Even if just for a moment, he wants the world to let him have this. A chance to finally see her again, to be able to talk with her properly instead of being two steps behind her, constantly. Her words, however, are prudent; it looks like they've almost got the carriages set up.

He gently loosens his hold on her, clearing his throat awkwardly. "Yeah, that's... probably a good idea. Don't think we're gonna get much information out here."

Even if he casts a weird look to the horses. He's used to chocobos, not those. After a moment he steps back, but then his lips twitch up a bit and he offers a hand, his tone light.

"May the prince escort the Oracle?"