[Ignis only nods. There's nothing else he could say. He had failed, as a protector, and it is his burden to bear. He wishes he wasn't so insignificant to Astrals to be able to bargain for Noctis' life.]
Indeed, it is.
And... what of you? [What of your death, Kuai?] If you do not mind me prying. [He'll step back if he's told so.]
no subject
Indeed, it is.
And... what of you? [What of your death, Kuai?] If you do not mind me prying. [He'll step back if he's told so.]