[ It's when he buries his face into his hands, hiding his expression from the world as if in defeat for things that haven't yet come to pass, that it clicks: Luna perishes. Wearing a ring as a symbol of his becoming king is one thing, but this is the reason why Noctis had asked her for her help for how to be brave. He needs this power to fight for Luna, to save her.
Months ago, gathering the small lights within his heart, he had focused over and over again upon protecting them all, all of them he could try to save. Some kept on slipping from his grasp, falling from his fingers, but he tried, he tried, until he was exhausted. He will never be satisfied, knowing that Luna's light may be forever out of his reach... No, she had been in his reach. She had been here with him. Now she is gone back to her own world, where she will expire. Whether or not he recalls what he's learned here, it will be as if he's experiencing her loss twice over.
It's... cruel, and what she said just now, in her ignorance, must have only driven that knife into him further. ] Noct...
[ She starts again, as if to apologize, but in the end she brings a blanket up with one hand to drape it over them both. His father will be obscured form his line of sight, but they are here beneath it. If he doesn't want the world to see his frustration or his tears, then they will be hidden by this cover. She doesn't know if this will comfort him, but she tries. She tries. She tires to work in ways that may make him feel safe to express himself. ]
I... That's what you've been training for. To become strong enough to change her future.
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Months ago, gathering the small lights within his heart, he had focused over and over again upon protecting them all, all of them he could try to save. Some kept on slipping from his grasp, falling from his fingers, but he tried, he tried, until he was exhausted. He will never be satisfied, knowing that Luna's light may be forever out of his reach... No, she had been in his reach. She had been here with him. Now she is gone back to her own world, where she will expire. Whether or not he recalls what he's learned here, it will be as if he's experiencing her loss twice over.
It's... cruel, and what she said just now, in her ignorance, must have only driven that knife into him further. ] Noct...
[ She starts again, as if to apologize, but in the end she brings a blanket up with one hand to drape it over them both. His father will be obscured form his line of sight, but they are here beneath it. If he doesn't want the world to see his frustration or his tears, then they will be hidden by this cover. She doesn't know if this will comfort him, but she tries. She tries. She tires to work in ways that may make him feel safe to express himself. ]
I... That's what you've been training for. To become strong enough to change her future.