[That gets him to stop. His hand pulling away slightly, yet still hovers to the point his fingers still are brushing against the fabric of Ignis' clothes. He has no idea what to say to that. Especially knowing what he says is true. Ignis shouldn't have, and yet he did. He did, and now -
Now they're far from home, with no idea how to get back. If they can get back. And the thought sickens him that he has no idea how badly their world is going to descend into darkness without him to bring back the dawn.
Without him to give the Pyreburner peace, or free Ardyn from his curse.]
... I don't blame you. Whatever happens when we get home, that will never change.
[He squeezes Ignis' shoulder. Wishing he could do more.]
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Now they're far from home, with no idea how to get back. If they can get back. And the thought sickens him that he has no idea how badly their world is going to descend into darkness without him to bring back the dawn.
Without him to give the Pyreburner peace, or free Ardyn from his curse.]
... I don't blame you. Whatever happens when we get home, that will never change.
[He squeezes Ignis' shoulder. Wishing he could do more.]