[He can't break here. It's too much of everything, Noctis knowing, not being angry with him and just accepting what's to come- it's too much. But he can't break down into tears no matter how much his soul hurts.
Ignis can feel his hands shaking so he does leave the cup on the table (carefully, not to spill it) and just curls both of his hands into fists. Whether Noct is fine with this or no, it will never beat the feeling that he led him to it. Slowly, carefully protecting him just to die at the right place at the right time.]
Whatever time this place gives... [Ignis says slowly,] it's never going to be enough.
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Ignis can feel his hands shaking so he does leave the cup on the table (carefully, not to spill it) and just curls both of his hands into fists. Whether Noct is fine with this or no, it will never beat the feeling that he led him to it. Slowly, carefully protecting him just to die at the right place at the right time.]
Whatever time this place gives... [Ignis says slowly,] it's never going to be enough.
[So much about not crying...]