[ Their body language is telling an undeniable story but it isn't one that Noctis is reading. Being prone has the side effect of leaving him less to focus on, so other past side effects – all but worn off – are over-staying their welcome. He's comfortable here... and he can't suspect Jonas of anything when he's too preoccupied trying to hide his own spark of happiness.

It's embarrassing, isn't it? To enjoy his company this much in this moment? His struggles with openness leave him unable to express his excitement fully but he can allow that feeling into himself without the guilt catching up to it just yet. It's been a bad day, a bad week, and a devastating month. This pocket of time should be okay. The way Jonas smiles at him, and the warmth it gives him without a single touch, should be okay. ]

... are you explaining chips to me? [ A hand drops onto his face to rub at one eye as he does his very best not to smile. ] Great, now I want some... but anyway...

Strict is one way to say it. I guess more like... I mean, yeah, strict. But my dad had kind of a big social life. So doing something that could end up bad and visibly bad wasn't really an option.

I guess you asking means it's not your first time?