"I mean no harm--" Cor's reassurance is cut off as the kid steps out into view. And...Six, he looks just a little younger than Noctis. But there's no overwhelming aura of a 'lord of the night'...at least, not in this moment. Even now, Cor can feel something tugging at his heart upon seeing the sad, seemingly weak lad voice his fear of being left alone.

But he takes a deep breath and resists the urge to give in to his more sentimental side. At least, not now. He has a job to do, after all.

"You have very good people looking after you, who cares about you," Cor agrees. He takes a step forward, keeping his movements as non-threatening as possible. "How are you feeling? Are you hungry?" He's gauging the boy's reactions...as well as that of the crowd. He's not here to cause trouble, but considering how worried the mayor already is...