The way she looked as he grasped her hands, he thought he had done wrong. Of course he did wrong, right? Though her words said different. The look in her eyes said equally different. The way she spoke to him said worlds different. Though, she called him friend. His heart faltered the slightest. Of course. Lunafreya's love was with the king, and not some Glaive. Some soldier who was bound to her. He'd sort his feelings out later.
Shaking his head. "You did drive me insane." The smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth showed the fondness of the memory, though he focused his mind on what she was saying.
"Don't." He said sternly, but not in anger, but because he'd do it all over again. "Princess. I would do it all again. That path lead me to," You. "Doing what was necessary for King Regis, and of course Noctis." He leaned forward some. "I wouldn't change my sacrifice for the world." He was proud of what he had done. He had lived a good life, mostly. "Where we died in our world, I do not believe we are fully dead in this place."
Nyx would go on to explain the basics of Starklandia and the doors that lead to new places. Ultimately ending on, "You should pick a house, so you can get comfortable." Looking from her he tried to look passive. "Here, your duties of being the Oracle are not as needed. You can do as you wish here, Princess."