[ Stay with him. Stay here. Noctis wishes with all his heart he can do this forever -- but he knows they can't. Even so, maybe for now, he can be selfish. He's barely an adult with the whole world on his shoulders and the thought that he's going to die, and then here Ignis is, asking him to come back to him. He looks up now, vulnerable and open and soft, biting his lip.
What does he say? What can he say, when his heart feels like lead? ]
I wish we could stay like this.
[ In the pocket outside of time, to be like this forever. Won't it be nice? This way, nobody dies and no one gets hurt. ]
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What does he say? What can he say, when his heart feels like lead? ]
I wish we could stay like this.
[ In the pocket outside of time, to be like this forever. Won't it be nice? This way, nobody dies and no one gets hurt. ]