[All that proper stuff that Noct was supposed to learn - well, he did learn how to waltz. How to eat vegetables without making a face around esteemed guests. How to wallflower as much as possible to avoid the cameras, gods did he hate cameras.]

Yeah, depending on the sandwich.. It could be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, then we're golden. [Giving this amused look, briefly wiping his nose with the napkin and starting to take another bite, he pauses a moment.]

I wonder if someone would be willing to hold non-judgemental cooking classes for people like us. [He could obviously ask Ignis but that just puts pressure on him to do well.]