Yes but, the Prince was not a grown man emotionally. He had been a little stunted. Now was not the time to be trying to nurture his independence. That was for peaceful, secure times.
The Prince pouted, still at the tail end of being a brat. "You are not even dressed for bed." He pointed out. Not smelling all nice and clean and dressed for bed and warm and sleepy like he usually was. It was like Sora's needs had interrupted whatever else he was doing and he took a moment to wash his hands and perhaps change. "Look at your hair." What kind of work was he doing, anyway? That is what servants are for. Soldiers are self sufficient, too. It was admirable that Riku wanted to help, Sora was willing to give him that. That he picked helping the Trabians over being with the Prince is what Sora didn't approve of.
The Prince scooted back away from Riku and sat there expectantly, frowning all the while. Yes, he was going to be stubborn and not talk to him until he acted like he was going to bed like he should be.