[Not in his world... right. That's right. What's going on isn't just there, it's here. And what he has here is good. It's always so hard to focus on that fact, with everything that's conspired to drown him in more grim thoughts since he left home, but she's done wonders at reminding him to think more positively. He's... going to try. Again.

He meets her gaze, allowing her calm expression to help unruffle his deep-seated nerves, until at last he's able to nod, breathe deep, and think.]

I'm not... which means these are just memories. They're not messages, and... he can't punish me for not doing something that can't be done here.

[He's not disobeying the gods. This isn't like when Titan was sending him headaches, when he was adventuring through Lucis doing everything except what the Archaean wanted, which was to visit him. He can't get himself home, he can't climb into any crystal here (except Pyra's) and absorb its power, he can't kill the Accursed (Ardyn doesn't count). He can't die to bring back the dawn because this world's dawn isn't his to fix.]

They're just memories. If I can remember that, then... they won't have any power.

[When they invade his mind, he can shove them back into the corner of his mind where they belong. He's already begun doing that, so it can't be too hard to continue, right? He only has to practice at it. Focus... focus. Just like she said.

In his lap, Carbuncle seems to smile, tail wagging as if it's proud of the conclusion Noct has reached.]