"People are being hurt." John takes little notice of the exchange about Prompto, or the implication of it. "Of course I'd like to help however I can. If those potions get out to the general public or into the military? We rely on them for the battlefield. Soldiers start getting wary of potions, it's only a hop, skip, and a jump to start worrying about magic, itself. Medics need to be able to trust their supplies whether it's the front lines or some A&E clinic here in London."

That's probably more than Noct actually needed to know about John's thinking on the matter, but his tone and expression are entirely earnest. There's no time for pretense when people are dying in what sounds like truly horrifying ways.

"I'd like to come, Your Highness. Please." He doesn't drop Noct's gaze, even if the show of submission might win him some points here. The important part is the young prince knowing how much he actually cares about this now.