[He doesn't mind. He'd taken his jacket off so it's more than easy for Ignis to curl his fingers into his shirt. Yet he tries to say something, anything. Yet all that comes out at first is:]
Yes.
[He bites his lower lip, wishing he could do something other than simply shake under Ignis' grasp. Yet no tears come, nor do the words. It's too-
'We've lost so much. Too much.'
He freezes, as if Shiva had placed a finger over his lips instead. Realization dawning on him all at once.]
... So that's why. You asked about ending our journey.
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Yes.
[He bites his lower lip, wishing he could do something other than simply shake under Ignis' grasp. Yet no tears come, nor do the words. It's too-
'We've lost so much. Too much.'
He freezes, as if Shiva had placed a finger over his lips instead. Realization dawning on him all at once.]
... So that's why. You asked about ending our journey.