Ignis, Gladio, Prompto first. Then the rest of the world. And Noctis wouldn't have let them come with him even if they tried. This didn't feel like a prophecy coming to its conclusion. It felt as if they raised and brought a lamb to a slaughter. It makes Ignis' throat close up and really, he has nothing to say. There is nothing to say that can make this pain more bearable. And no amount of 'logical' thinking can explain this loss.
He crouches next to him, hand a bit shaky as it rests on Prompto's shoulder. He has been such wall of support during the years Ignis was getting used to his blind state. And yet, now, he doesn't know how to do a simple thing like consoling him, when words are failing him.
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Ignis, Gladio, Prompto first. Then the rest of the world. And Noctis wouldn't have let them come with him even if they tried. This didn't feel like a prophecy coming to its conclusion. It felt as if they raised and brought a lamb to a slaughter. It makes Ignis' throat close up and really, he has nothing to say. There is nothing to say that can make this pain more bearable. And no amount of 'logical' thinking can explain this loss.
He crouches next to him, hand a bit shaky as it rests on Prompto's shoulder. He has been such wall of support during the years Ignis was getting used to his blind state. And yet, now, he doesn't know how to do a simple thing like consoling him, when words are failing him.