[ A pause, and she lifts her eyes to meet his again. The only blue that can rival his power are that of his own eyes. They stand out even in the night for how she can see his determination.

She had been intent on letting her suggestion stop then and there, but she realizes something then-- something that urges her to speak more. Her hand squeezes his, and in a hushed tone she speaks: ] And... I think I you're already on that path.

[ She lets that linger, swallowing something in her throat, and then starts again. ] Somnus built a kingdom, your father built a wall... These bring safety.

[ He wants to keep those he cherishes safe. That is why he needs this power. But he's different from the both of those previous kings in that manner, not for the physical safety they bring, but something quite intangible. And she feels he needs to know this, how he diverges from them, surpasses them in his own way before he ever even donned the ring. ] I think that those whose lives you have touched don't need you to make them feel safe, Noct.

Because you make us feel brave... and that's even better.