I will always be with you. At your side; watching your back. Breaking a path ahead of you, when you need it made smooth and straight.
[They've come so far, it seems, from pushing the broken-down Regalia to Hammerhead underneath the searing early summer sun. They've seen so much, endured so much. The king is gone; Gladio's father is gone. Ignis's — Ignis's own uncle is...gone.
They didn't get to say goodbye. None of them knew there would be a need to.]
[ Noctis begins hesitantly. Already the contents of the dream is slipping from him, leaving him with a strange, hollow melancholy he can't quite shake. He stays in Ignis' arms, pressed up against him and sighs. His promise is something he draws comfort from, but more than that, more than all of it -- is Noctis' desire to protect him, them.
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[They've come so far, it seems, from pushing the broken-down Regalia to Hammerhead underneath the searing early summer sun. They've seen so much, endured so much. The king is gone; Gladio's father is gone. Ignis's — Ignis's own uncle is...gone.
They didn't get to say goodbye. None of them knew there would be a need to.]
Do you remember what you were dreaming?
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[ Noctis begins hesitantly. Already the contents of the dream is slipping from him, leaving him with a strange, hollow melancholy he can't quite shake. He stays in Ignis' arms, pressed up against him and sighs. His promise is something he draws comfort from, but more than that, more than all of it -- is Noctis' desire to protect him, them.
I will always be with you. ]
You...? You were awake before I was.