Many of the names are familiar, but they aren't gods in the Sky Realm. People sometimes saw primals as guardian deities or something like local gods, but only one of those was a god in truth, and that's Bahamut. Having seen for himself what Versa and what the version Lyria summoned were capable of, Id can believe it.

He doesn't say any of this, realizing that Noctis has fallen into a brooding sort of silence. At least, the weight of it suggests as much to Id. A frown tugs at his lips, the slightest change in expression on features that already look stern to most. This isn't the sort of thing he's good at.

"...It's enough, what you've told me." He begins with this, suspecting the rest of Noctis' sentence would have been grim. Maybe it's recent. Maybe it's someone close. It could be both, but Id doesn't think it's his place to ask. "Lilith was...she raised me, but in the end..." He trails off, unsure whether the disclosure will help or not, certain as he is that he's just not great at people.

Yet he does understand loss, even if Lilith's end was unavoidable. Even if she'd betrayed him when he tried to convince her to halt her destructive course. A part of him still loves her. He suspects that part will always remain.