( being out in the open now, noctis takes the chance to do a sweep of the area, just to make sure there's nothing looming in the immediate area. months on the open road had sort of... ingrained it into him, you could say. what draws his gaze back to lightning is that quick "we" that he catches, however. )

A pact sworn in blood, sure.

( but there's something slightly bitter in tone as he repeats her choice of words. )

The blood of whoever's lucky enough for them to be testing, I guess.

( the blood of his friends, his own... maybe even luna's... )

So those friends of yours— ( the ones that could apparently summon the glacian and the draconian— ) they were uh, l'Cie then, right?

( and there's just something about the way he asks, or maybe it's the look that he gives her while he says it... that almost seems to tack on a 'and you, too?'
someone chosen by a 'fal'Cie'... gods, perhaps? )