[ His voice is firm... but insistent, and somehow, warm. Gently, Noctis takes Ignis's hands, and he wishes more than ever that Ignis could see him. Look upon his face, see that he's not an illusion, that he's not lying. ]
I swear to you, not as your king, but as your oldest friend... I'm not leaving you. Nothing can pull me away from your side.
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[ His voice is firm... but insistent, and somehow, warm. Gently, Noctis takes Ignis's hands, and he wishes more than ever that Ignis could see him. Look upon his face, see that he's not an illusion, that he's not lying. ]
I swear to you, not as your king, but as your oldest friend... I'm not leaving you. Nothing can pull me away from your side.
I swear it.