[ He's about to say something, but then Ignis is speaking so quickly, and he's less composed than Noctis has ever seen him. What can he say? Something to calm his mind and heart, but then--
What was the point of Luna--of Pryna--showing me your death if I wasn't suppose to change it?
The words hit him like a blow to the stomach, to the heart. It's not an unfamiliar feeling; it's the same one he'd felt when Nari had used the hardlight both times. Noctis's throat feels tight, like the air's being punched out of his lungs a thousand, a million times.
Ignis knew.
He grips Ignis's arms.
Noct. Perhaps it might be best if we brought our journey to a close.
Ignis knew. Pryna showed him.
We've already lost so much. Too much.
His hands tighten on Ignis's arms. They're shaking, and Noctis brings him in for a tight, desperate hug. Ignis had known, that's why... that's why he'd tried to get Noctis to stop. What Ignis had seen before his vision had been snatched away from him--because he dared to put on the Ring to protect the king the Astrals had chosen, millennia before his birth--in that moment, when Noctis had yelled at him in that hotel room...
How badly did he scar Ignis's heart, too? ]
Don't. You... you gave up so much for me. It was more than you should have had to bear. You did nothing wrong, Ignis. If you had gone with Ardyn, he might have killed you to prove something to me, that I couldn't protect even more of the people I love.
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What was the point of Luna--of Pryna--showing me your death if I wasn't suppose to change it?
The words hit him like a blow to the stomach, to the heart. It's not an unfamiliar feeling; it's the same one he'd felt when Nari had used the hardlight both times. Noctis's throat feels tight, like the air's being punched out of his lungs a thousand, a million times.
Ignis knew.
He grips Ignis's arms.
Noct. Perhaps it might be best if we brought our journey to a close.
Ignis knew. Pryna showed him.
We've already lost so much. Too much.
His hands tighten on Ignis's arms. They're shaking, and Noctis brings him in for a tight, desperate hug. Ignis had known, that's why... that's why he'd tried to get Noctis to stop. What Ignis had seen before his vision had been snatched away from him--because he dared to put on the Ring to protect the king the Astrals had chosen, millennia before his birth--in that moment, when Noctis had yelled at him in that hotel room...
How badly did he scar Ignis's heart, too? ]
Don't. You... you gave up so much for me. It was more than you should have had to bear. You did nothing wrong, Ignis. If you had gone with Ardyn, he might have killed you to prove something to me, that I couldn't protect even more of the people I love.