Donnie drifts after him at a slower pace, stowing his staff once he collapses it. Doesn't seem like he'll be using it at the moment anyway.

He blinks at the offered can, taking it in hand before sinking down beside Noctis to crack it open after a quick study of it. He's used to coffee being hot so he can't help but look a bit dubious, but he sniffs at it before taking a sip.