[Noctis' focus remains on getting in these robes without issue, and therefore he speaks about this rather heavy notion with a strange amount of ease and acceptance. The frown on his face disappears as he slips his head through the collar, but his words are heard easily enough.]

I was... [He shifts his weight a little.] I was supposed to give my life, for the sake of my world. And I would have, if I wasn't brought here. So...

[A beat, as his head pops out from under the collar. Success.]

...I would've been king for, what? 2 days, maybe? Most of my life was lived as a prince.