"You think so?" It is so much easier to talk about this than the lingering thoughts of now what. Everything they had fought for had come to light, literally and figuratively, but the cost... the cost had not only been Noctis, but a part of their own souls in the process. The long night had left scars behind, but one last night of Noctis had been somehow a thousand times more scarring than anything else had been. The last memories before a corpse was under his hands.

Walk tall, my friends.

"...Gladio's down there... do- do we go down there with him?" Would Noctis be buried in that tomb? "I think... Noct would be happier elsewhere, honestly." Even if he thinks that he might get in trouble for daring to admit that feeling.