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[scourgingstars]

I'm terrible like that.

[He hugged Noctis' shoulders a little more tightly, laughing softly.]

[carbungle]

[Noctis falls into a comfortable silence for a long moment afterwards; it might almost seem like he's drifting, with so much of the wine consumed; on good days his tolerance is mixed at best, and this has not been a good day. But finally he reaches up to take the wine back, draining another swig.]

...Will you be okay? I mean... for real. No bullshit.

[scourgingstars]

...Honestly? I don't know--maybe. I'm far better with you and the others here, I know that much.

What about you? Will you be alright?

[carbungle]

...I don't know.

[It's as honest as Ardyn's response, and equally noncommittal. Seems there's no easy way to tell.]

Maybe, eventually. As okay as someone can get when it comes to this kind of thing. [He purses his lips tightly, reluctant for a long moment before finally adding,] I wish... we could choose. I'd feel better about it if it was my decision, but it's not. Not really.

[Given the "choice" between sacrificing himself and abandoning the world to darkness, it isn't a true choice at all.]

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn sighed, tilting his head to lean against Noctis'. It really was just painfully unfair, and had been for too long.]

So do I. I don't think it wrong, to wish for something like that.

[carbungle]

Whether it's wrong it not, it's how I feel.

[And as Ardyn had said earlier, he's allowed to feel however he likes about it. That's true for both of them.]

I hope, after everything... the world can exist without any more prophecies. Has this one done anything besides hurt people this whole time?