[ Held by his hands upon her shoulders, she can’t divert her gaze from him. Once more his kindness shines through like the sun’s rays through clouds, breaking through the melancholy of a grey day. He’s said something like this before about choosing one’s family, and again it’s another reminder.

Ignis, Luna... they are his family, people he loves, too. She had thought him to want to be with them more, that they would make him happier. Yet despite what she’s done, he still chooses to include her in his family. To love her.

Her gaze falls from his, then raises. ] Mm.... [ A small nod. ] I— I choose to love you. [ Her hand lifts to his chest, her touch light enough to be barely there. Tentative, as if that touch might hurt him. But her words are meaningful and true. She loves him, and she wants to continue loving him. Sometimes it doesn’t even feel like a choice with how much she loves him. ] Every day.

[ She has to make this up to him, somehow. She has to make this right, to do better. She can’t leave this like it is. ]

.... Your heart is so... grand, Noct. [ Big enough for many, many lights. Always in awe of him, always in love. How could she have hurt it so? ] Aren’t I supposed to be comforting you?