[Ah. He smiles softly, knowingly.]

Noct likes all kinds of sweet stuff. I've seen him eat cake for breakfast.

[The rightful King of Lucis, boys and girls.]

Man, there's this pastry he talks about... Ignis has been trying to get the recipe right for years, but Noct keeps telling him it's not quite the same. I don't get how he can be so picky when they all taste so good, but I guess the real thing must have left a really powerful impact on him.