[Maybe in the future they could go hunting together but for now, Regis isn’t interested in trying to loot the carcass of that miserable beast. If anything, he’s only interested in the young man before him. Noctis is a far cry from the grumpy young prince who left the capital on that fateful day. There’s new spark within his eyes, almost as if Noctis has found a purpose beyond himself. This pleases Regis somewhat but also saddens him since he knows the burden his son must carry. Even so, Regis won’t let his melancholic thoughts ruin this much needed reunion between them. That is until he hears screeching in the distance.

He glances over at Noctis with a hint of worry in his gaze. As much he enjoyed fighting alongside his son, Regis doubts he can handle another match. While he isn’t hobbling about anymore, he isn’t at his full strength. Hell, Regis is still a bit winded from wielding such sorcery earlier.]

Yes, let's make haste before we find ourselves contending against a behemoth next.

[May the Six preserve them if an actual behemoth appears here. He battled those monsters in his youth and to be frank, it was quite messy. Nevertheless, he’s quite thankful that he managed to figure out a way to use this realm’s magic to his advantage. Although, he’s completely unaware that he’s on the fast track to mastering it.]

Let's rendezvous with the other volunteers here. Surely someone must know something about all this.

[He suggests as he gestures for Noctis to follow him. While he doesn’t seem to need a cane anymore, he’s still somewhat limping.]