[He tried not to be irritating is his excuse for the half-hearted thanks he gives for the blessing - it's an automatic response as it is to just say thanks for that. Rubbing his nose briefly, trying not to equally cringe, Noct walks in a bit and bee-lines for the sink.]

I'm ... I could be better, can't lie about that. I don't suppose you're willing to share some of it, uh, once it's ready? I actually smells pretty good, the bits I can smell and all.