Noctis exchanges glances with them both, too, watching the way Rosie turns his own eyes upward. ...are they talking to her??

The indistinct whispers sound again for a brief moment, and then a third voice full of suspicion says, Then you claim not to seek our power to add to yours? Why else usurp the earthly form of the True King?

The second voice chimes in again: What would you have us do, exact the blood price from our own Chosen to be rid of an intruder? Foolish.

And a fourth: Neither ought we harm the savior of an unfamiliar star, lest its wardens seek vengeance.

And finally, the first voice again: Well? What say you, usurper? Is it power you seek, or shall you claim your intentions to be nobler?