[ noctis may not be a perfect prince, but he's usually able to carry himself with more poise. given everything he's been going through, though, it's no surprise that a comment about it being his father's fault he lost the kingdom would set him off.
but it's a mistake he feels he can't afford right now, and it's making him miserable. when he hears the knock, he doesn't get up from where he's buried his face in the pillows. once he hears ignis' voice, though, he finally pulls himself out of it, quickly striding over to open the door. ]
Hey, Specs.
[ it's soft, and he winces to himself after he says it. but he reaches out, resting a hand on ignis' side so that he knows noctis is there. ]
[ He's about ready to call out again when he hears the door open and Noctis' voice. He's new to this blind thing so when he feels Noctis' hand on his side, it takes all his power to not be stubborn about it, people want to help him, but Ignis doesn't want to be a burden. This isn't about him though, Noctis needs him and if he's honest with himself, he needs Noctis too, after the nightmare he'd went through to save him.
He steps inside with his friend's help. ]
Let's go sit on the bed, [ he suggest softly ] then tell me what happened exactly?
[ meanwhile, noctis is so used to ignis doing his own thing he's not sure what help is actually helpful, or just a burden. for now he tries to take his cues from prompto, of all people, who seems to have a better sense of this than he does.
he gently guides ignis inside and then closes the door behind him. ]
Yeah.. sounds like a plan.
[ if his voice is soft he's filled with a different kind of guilt. all ignis has been through, and still he comes to comfort noctis. still noctis makes a mess that ignis will probably have to help him smooth over. why can't he just do things right the first time?
he realizes he's been lost in his head longer than he should be and clears his throat, heading to the bed and helping ignis to it, letting him sit on his own. ]
It wasn't ... I don't know if he even knew it was me, originally. He was just talking to someone about how if Dad had just done this or conceded that he wouldn't have been attacked by the Empire.
you're not wrong. Also, oops, novel tag. I make no apologies for it.
[ He'll accept the help for now, especially since he doesn't have any other means to help him get around. He can never say no to Noctis though, no matter how stubborn Ignis can be. Asking to get up here in the first place had been hard, but Noctis took top priority over his own discomfort.
The fact that he's willing to come comfort Noctis too speaks volumes from Ignis' end of things. They've just had a rough conversation earlier.
We've already lost so much. Too much. Hearing his own words all over again.
You should know that better than anyone. Noctis' own words still stinging in his heart, it's not his friend's fault that he doesn't know. But Ignis had been quick to backpedal to stand beside Noctis, no matter the cost. It was the first time that he'd given himself room to be selfish, a desperate attempt on his part to save his friend yet again, but that backfired. ]
Of course.
[ He'd gotten into his own head too and snaps himself out of it, moving with Noctis to go sit on the bed then listens quietly. ]
You and I both know that your father knew that this was planned from what the Marshall and Cid has told us. [ What else did Regis know? Did he know about Noctis' fate? Is that why he'd been assigned to become Noctis' advisor? He has so many questions about that now after the vision he'd gotten on the altar, questions that he won't get answers too, only with his gut feelings.
Gods, that another thing he's keeping from Noctis, his fate, since he doesn't want to believe in it. He can't accept it, not now, or ever really. But he's not going to dismiss it entirely either, he'll have to find a way to save Noctis, somehow. ]
We both had a stressful couple of days, [ he says quietly ] this goes beyond just you snapping, isn't it?
[ he says it quietly, in response to the comment about it being planned. he knows, like what cid said, that his father was dealt a hand that wasn't any good and he'd played it the best he could. that for some reason, noctis was integral to this prophecy, that he had to make it out alive.
but still he wishes that his father had told him some of the truth. so that he could have truly told him goodbye, not thought he would see him again in a month's time and words could be exchanged then.
ignis, even sightless, is perceptive as always, however. ]
I...
[ he looks down even though ignis can't see him - it hurts to stare at him as he gathers his words. ]
I just... feel like every decision I'm making is the wrong one. First Dad, and then... what Luna had to do because I wasn't strong enough, and you... and now I can't even keep my mouth shut because of a stupid politician.
delayed by this nightmare https://images.plurk.com/6TYVnecNyRosCRrqrqhGqO.png
[ He can't help but wince when Noctis says you, what he'd done was by his own will, no one's fault but his own. For once, he's not sure what to do here, telling Noct what he'd done would ultimately break him and he's not sure what the others have told him either.
Please, forgive me.
That's the last thing he recalls before he blacked out himself, waking up to Prompto's worried voice.
He hadn't realized that he'd been curling his hand into a fist, he uncurls it as he speaks up. ]
What happened to me, it wasn't your fault.
[ Gods, he wish he could see Noctis about now, but he doesn't regret his decision in what he did. ]
oh god, godspeed. here's one of my dumb things to comfort u. https://i.imgur.com/JhBRMGA.jpg
[ noctis misses the curl of ignis' fist, wallowing in his own misery for the moment. everything since his father's death, he feels like he's been pushing himself to go on. and now more people are hurt and dead, and he doesn't know how to process it.
he looks up when ignis speaks, a huff escaping his mouth. ]
Isn't it? If I'd been able to defeat Leviathan faster, or keep Luna alive... you wouldn't have had to make that decision. Or hell, maybe it was a stupid idea to come to Altissia, when we knew it had to be a trap, and I should have figured something else out -
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but it's a mistake he feels he can't afford right now, and it's making him miserable. when he hears the knock, he doesn't get up from where he's buried his face in the pillows. once he hears ignis' voice, though, he finally pulls himself out of it, quickly striding over to open the door. ]
Hey, Specs.
[ it's soft, and he winces to himself after he says it. but he reaches out, resting a hand on ignis' side so that he knows noctis is there. ]
feels trip time
He steps inside with his friend's help. ]
Let's go sit on the bed, [ he suggest softly ] then tell me what happened exactly?
did you mean: the entire game after chapter 1
he gently guides ignis inside and then closes the door behind him. ]
Yeah.. sounds like a plan.
[ if his voice is soft he's filled with a different kind of guilt. all ignis has been through, and still he comes to comfort noctis. still noctis makes a mess that ignis will probably have to help him smooth over. why can't he just do things right the first time?
he realizes he's been lost in his head longer than he should be and clears his throat, heading to the bed and helping ignis to it, letting him sit on his own. ]
It wasn't ... I don't know if he even knew it was me, originally. He was just talking to someone about how if Dad had just done this or conceded that he wouldn't have been attacked by the Empire.
you're not wrong. Also, oops, novel tag. I make no apologies for it.
The fact that he's willing to come comfort Noctis too speaks volumes from Ignis' end of things. They've just had a rough conversation earlier.
We've already lost so much. Too much. Hearing his own words all over again.
You should know that better than anyone. Noctis' own words still stinging in his heart, it's not his friend's fault that he doesn't know. But Ignis had been quick to backpedal to stand beside Noctis, no matter the cost. It was the first time that he'd given himself room to be selfish, a desperate attempt on his part to save his friend yet again, but that backfired. ]
Of course.
[ He'd gotten into his own head too and snaps himself out of it, moving with Noctis to go sit on the bed then listens quietly. ]
You and I both know that your father knew that this was planned from what the Marshall and Cid has told us. [ What else did Regis know? Did he know about Noctis' fate? Is that why he'd been assigned to become Noctis' advisor? He has so many questions about that now after the vision he'd gotten on the altar, questions that he won't get answers too, only with his gut feelings.
Gods, that another thing he's keeping from Noctis, his fate, since he doesn't want to believe in it. He can't accept it, not now, or ever really. But he's not going to dismiss it entirely either, he'll have to find a way to save Noctis, somehow. ]
We both had a stressful couple of days, [ he says quietly ] this goes beyond just you snapping, isn't it?
and you should not make any apologies for it!
[ he says it quietly, in response to the comment about it being planned. he knows, like what cid said, that his father was dealt a hand that wasn't any good and he'd played it the best he could. that for some reason, noctis was integral to this prophecy, that he had to make it out alive.
but still he wishes that his father had told him some of the truth. so that he could have truly told him goodbye, not thought he would see him again in a month's time and words could be exchanged then.
ignis, even sightless, is perceptive as always, however. ]
I...
[ he looks down even though ignis can't see him - it hurts to stare at him as he gathers his words. ]
I just... feel like every decision I'm making is the wrong one. First Dad, and then... what Luna had to do because I wasn't strong enough, and you... and now I can't even keep my mouth shut because of a stupid politician.
delayed by this nightmare https://images.plurk.com/6TYVnecNyRosCRrqrqhGqO.png
Please, forgive me.
That's the last thing he recalls before he blacked out himself, waking up to Prompto's worried voice.
He hadn't realized that he'd been curling his hand into a fist, he uncurls it as he speaks up. ]
What happened to me, it wasn't your fault.
[ Gods, he wish he could see Noctis about now, but he doesn't regret his decision in what he did. ]
oh god, godspeed. here's one of my dumb things to comfort u. https://i.imgur.com/JhBRMGA.jpg
he looks up when ignis speaks, a huff escaping his mouth. ]
Isn't it? If I'd been able to defeat Leviathan faster, or keep Luna alive... you wouldn't have had to make that decision. Or hell, maybe it was a stupid idea to come to Altissia, when we knew it had to be a trap, and I should have figured something else out -