Sensitive ears, regardless of form, pick up the greeting and he looked towards the door. There was a certain level of uncertainty as he hid in the empty bathroom, wondering what exactly he was supposed to do on the heels of the previous night. Already he felt like he was in trouble with his father, or at least 'a talk' which had questionable connotation towards either good or bad, but more, what was the brat going to do about it all?

He remembered most of Noctis' actions last night, including curling up to him after all was said and done, something that was drastically different than the quiet, almost emotionless child that had come back from Tenebrae. A slow breath out, thinking on the laughter that had come from the Prince the night before, and he stepped out of the bathroom with the towel around his shoulders, catching the last drops of water from his short hair.

"...Morning." Keeping his uncertainty to himself, his back straight, he tried to be the guard he was supposed to become instead of the ridiculous wolf pup he had been last night.