Noctis could really only imagine the extent of Luna's magic, and why she wouldn't simply heal herself without a thought. Though, he knew even he was limited due to injuries, something that had often lingered in his thoughts at the worst of times. He just hoped that she wouldn't be in a similar state.
Yet, he knew that her mother had really taken her time in healing him, and that he'd had to fight to even wake back up every time he was put down harshly.
"If anyone could, it's you. Though, you've definitely always understood the best out of anyone." Really, it was their contact that had kept him sane, or that was how it had felt at times.
Now he held a certain level of hope again, not that him getting married would give hope to the people. It was different, just knowing that she was alive, that despite it all he had gotten stronger even with his self doubts.
Things could be different now.
"Then I'll teach you." He nodded, giving her hand a light squeeze as he smiled. "Don't let Nyx cook the fish, though, he tends to burn them."