It will hurt. It will be like pouring salt into their wounds that will not even begin to heal when this project begins, but it doesn't matter. It would hurt so much more in the long run if they didn't do this now when they can remember the most. When they'll be able to pour themselves into it and make it a work of art. Something worthy of Noctis. Of their friendship.

"That's a good point," about Vesperpool. Then, a pause, before saying quietly, "that's why we need to do this. Because you know what I don't know? The name of whoever that was at Vesperpool. I want them to remember forever what happened."

Then, that? Prompto blinks quietly at Ignis. Why... him? Why not Gladio? But then he feels guilty immediately because of course he'll help! "Y-Yeah. Of course. Whatever you need."

A hesitation follows before Prompto offers, uncertainly, "procedures? Sign papers... for who? Everyone's... gone." There's so many gone. Dead. The council that had once been, how many would still be alive after the long night?