"They would notice eventually. And if they caught you, or if there was a pattern, you'd be dragging the problem back home." Zoro let him go to get something to eat, huffing at the comment about when the best time to steal from a were was and watching the boy closely as he rummaged for food. Noctis did stupid things because he was impulsive, but that didn't mean he was a total idiot. Only about half. "You know they might not have the self-restraint under a full moon to stop themselves from ripping you apart if they found you at it."
He quieted for a moment, even more aware than usual of the sound of Noctis' heartbeat, the way his balance shifted as he moved, those unconscious motions that made him most vulnerable. He'd known that if a weredragon was anything at all like one of the wolves, Noctis would be practically clawing at the walls until he found a way to exert himself. It was part of why he'd come back. "I already knew you'd want out. The point is for you to ask."
Which, he'd sort of done, back there on the floor. But there was no real reason he'd had to wait so long, until he'd been approached. Zoro had been home earlier in the day, and they'd known the full moon was coming before now.