Noct's grin only widens as he turns, intentionally not acknowledging the clear guess Gladio has. One shoulder lifts in a half shrug as he turns to the sink, reaching into a bucket to pluck out a cold, sleepy... crawfish? Indeed he dangles one of the little crustaceans over the bucket, appraising it before shrugging and returning it to the bucket.

"I know they're not shrimp but..." He spends another moment dumping the water out, rinsing the bucket thoroughly, refilling it with the little creatures before turning to plop a dozen or so into the boiling water. Not nearly enough for a proper meal for the household but still an impressive number for the season. Certainly explains why he's damp and half frozen if he was digging through the riverbed looking for sleeping crawfish.

For all this, though.... there's still no actual sign of Cup Noodle.