[Noctis pauses to consider that, both words and tone. His gaze shifts away, briefly, falling to his stomach where his fingers are laced together, with the ring glittering innocently on one hand.]
I can understand that. Any power's only as good or bad as whoever's using it, right? In the wrong hands, terrible things can happen. It's better to be careful than not.
[The one judging who is or isn't worthy... they can be wrong, it's true. There have been some kings of Lucis who perhaps ought not have been worthy, who were deemed so purely by the blood in their veins. And there have been citizens of Lucis who could have been worthy but were not chosen, or at least were made to pay a high price.
He thinks of Ravus, of the injury he'd received trying to steal the ring. Noctis only knew bits and pieces from Luna, but he'd lost an arm in his hunt for power. Others have burned alive. And even he himself wasn't left unscathed. And the ring's power is... terrifying. He's glad the kings that dwell within show at least some discernment in who gets to use it.
Pyra's had to be the one to pass such judgment - along with the mysterious Mythra - and it's hard to imagine her in the same cold, calculating position as the kings of yore, but he can also see her doing what's necessary to protect the future. If that meant hurting the wrong person to keep that power away from them, then so be it.]
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I can understand that. Any power's only as good or bad as whoever's using it, right? In the wrong hands, terrible things can happen. It's better to be careful than not.
[The one judging who is or isn't worthy... they can be wrong, it's true. There have been some kings of Lucis who perhaps ought not have been worthy, who were deemed so purely by the blood in their veins. And there have been citizens of Lucis who could have been worthy but were not chosen, or at least were made to pay a high price.
He thinks of Ravus, of the injury he'd received trying to steal the ring. Noctis only knew bits and pieces from Luna, but he'd lost an arm in his hunt for power. Others have burned alive. And even he himself wasn't left unscathed. And the ring's power is... terrifying. He's glad the kings that dwell within show at least some discernment in who gets to use it.
Pyra's had to be the one to pass such judgment - along with the mysterious Mythra - and it's hard to imagine her in the same cold, calculating position as the kings of yore, but he can also see her doing what's necessary to protect the future. If that meant hurting the wrong person to keep that power away from them, then so be it.]