[ Perhaps later, she'll make an addendum to her statement: that Noctis is good, because Ignis is good, too. The two must have influenced each other.

His words also resonate within her, for she's repeated something like them to others. Focusing on the present, that those here are still alive, has meaning. It's enough. It's enough. She's grateful for it, even if she wishes better for Noctis. ]

Thank you, Ignis. [ Even if he might not see the mist in her eyes, he'll certainly hear the slight shakiness in her voice as she pulls away from the hug, her hand lingers upon his upper arm. Despite this, she's smiling, and her tone is warm and grateful. ] And you're right. You're very right.

[ She raises a palm to her cheek, swiping beneath her eye. ]

Architect, I wish for so much better for him... [ She laughs tiredly, shortly, through an exhale. ] I suppose we both do.