Stepping into the tomb room send a chill down Ignis' back. He hated this place. He hated it before when he was still in training and learning the Citadel and its rooms and he especially hates it now because it has become a home to one person that shouldn't be dead. The images of how the room looks like flash through Ignis' mind and he has to force himself to will them away.

He can sense Gladio's presence now that he's inside and gives him a short nod. Walking around him after giving him a pat on the shoulder, Ignis moves to stand next to Noctis' upper body. Maybe losing his eyesight was a blessing after all.

The plan, huh?

"There is..." Ignis starts slowly, his hand coming to grip on the edge of the marble table, "...only one task left for us to do." His head tilts toward Gladio- the Shield knows what he's talking about. There is no way they can avoid talking about this no matter how painful it is.
"Prompto and I think that hill overlooking Galdin Quay would be suitable. Your suggestion, Gladio?"