Still a substantial thing when you wish to rub your cheek upon their forehead. [ Her Carbuncle perks up and looks at her at the comment, as though expecting to receive such affection right now. She gives a small shake of her head, shooing it away with a gesture. It gives a soft yip to Noctis as it turns away, prancing off to offer more aid.

She sighs once it's a fair distance away. ]

It will likely decide to track your granduncle down soon enough rather than continue to work. They can be such finicky creatures.