[ Wait. Did he say- he sits up, blinking at Noctis for actually agreeing that he thinks him cute, not entirely sure how to feel about it. The heck, Noctis? He was joking there, but when he stutters and asks for a do-over, he wonders if Noctis actually does think he's cute and -

Well, that took a turn he wasn't expecting at all, and he lets out a sheepish laugh, wondering if it was all that drinking that got to him.

Aren't people more honest when drinking, though? He wonders, feeling his heart jump a bit, though when he's nudged, he looks over at Noctis who looks more like his head is going to fall off and reaches over to hold the back of his neck to steady him. ]

I don't think you're in much of a position to keep your head on, forget answering questions. How many fingers am I holding up, buddy?

[ He isn't holding up any, but he does tug Noctis so that he can lean his head against his shoulder. ]

Honestly, who knew you were going to be the lightweight here? Woah-

[ He pauses, looking up at some of the dangling decorations. One of them being a mistletoe- or something like it. ]

Noct, check it out. Mistletoe. Sure brings back memories. Like that party at high school where you went and just stood under one without thinking? Man, that was hilarious when all those girls crowded around to kiss you...

[ He'd been too busy taking pictures and laughing to be upset. ]