Taking pause, Noctis gave a small nod. "I want you to be comfortable, especially if you're...still hurting." He didn't know how bad it might be, but he could only imagine, given how he felt after battles.
The idea of having her sleep in a tent, even a tent where she could have all the room she wanted, felt like a bit much to ask of her, a Princess, the Oracle, even if he had no way of really knowing how she'd been keeping herself up during her own missions.
He looked down, easing into a small smile at her words. "It's something you could learn, if you want to."
After a moment, he turned his hand, moving to lace his fingers with hers, but keeping the motion slow and loose, if only to give her time to move away if she chose.
"I think my father must've liked it. So, it's been nice to just try and enjoy it, without worrying about daemons or being attacked. It almost feels like a haven here. But, I'd go anywhere, for you. If you'd rather be somewhere."