[ Her breath silently catches in her throat when he takes her hand, because it hits her hard and fast that for the first time in twelve years, they're together, without the threat of the Empire, or raging Gods, or that hideous Chancellor. This, she thinks, is how it should have been at home. She'd been so desperate at the end for a chance to see him just one last time, to be able to have that feeling of happiness and peace that she could only really find when the subject of Noctis was brought up, or when she'd receive a new note from him.
She'd been so weak and sick by the time she'd managed to awaken Leviathan from the sea that fateful day, the only thing keeping her on her feet was the fact that Noctis was so very close and needed her help. She knows that she could have probably made it another few days, she'd had the time afterwards to have at least one last conversation before he'd have to leave her behind to continue on his way. She'd already accepted the fact that she was dying, after all. What she hadn't planned on was dying before she could have a proper goodbye.
She'd had so much she'd wanted to tell him, to make him understand that none of this had been his fault -- the last thing she wanted was for Noctis to feel any sort of burden from her passing, but because of Ardyn, she hadn't had the chance to try and comfort him. She'd had just enough time to pass on the ring, and even that had been after she'd passed on.
Luna gently squeezes his hand, can feel tears stinging at her eyes, but she manages to keep them to herself and quickly blink them away. This is clearly a second chance, and it's not one she wants to waste. ]
That was not your fault, Noctis. [ Her voice is gentle, but her tone is still firm because she wants him to realize that he has no reason to apologize for what happened. When he bows his head, she lifts her free hand and gently places it under his chin, lightly tipping his head back up so that she can properly look at his face. ] He knew I was weakened, and so he struck. That was not your fault. The fault is my own for not being stronger.
[ Noctis' future at home is uncertain and she knows it. What she does know is that the road ahead of him will not get any easier, that the Starscourge will spread far and wide and fast and soon enough the nights will become endless. But for now, she doesn't want to think about that and she certainly doesn't want him to think about it, either. ]
We are. We are here together, and I promise you that I will not leave your side this time. I am so sorry that things happened the way they did. I had planned on having a little time with you at the very least... although I must confess, even without the Chancellor interfering my time on our star was very limited.
[ She knows that by now he must know that, too, and so she smiles again, lacing her fingers with his finally. ]
But I have no regrets. As much as I'd wanted to personally see your success... I am content with the knowledge that you have the blessings of the Gods, and that you have such wonderful friends by your side to see you through both the good and the bad times.
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She'd been so weak and sick by the time she'd managed to awaken Leviathan from the sea that fateful day, the only thing keeping her on her feet was the fact that Noctis was so very close and needed her help. She knows that she could have probably made it another few days, she'd had the time afterwards to have at least one last conversation before he'd have to leave her behind to continue on his way. She'd already accepted the fact that she was dying, after all. What she hadn't planned on was dying before she could have a proper goodbye.
She'd had so much she'd wanted to tell him, to make him understand that none of this had been his fault -- the last thing she wanted was for Noctis to feel any sort of burden from her passing, but because of Ardyn, she hadn't had the chance to try and comfort him. She'd had just enough time to pass on the ring, and even that had been after she'd passed on.
Luna gently squeezes his hand, can feel tears stinging at her eyes, but she manages to keep them to herself and quickly blink them away. This is clearly a second chance, and it's not one she wants to waste. ]
That was not your fault, Noctis. [ Her voice is gentle, but her tone is still firm because she wants him to realize that he has no reason to apologize for what happened. When he bows his head, she lifts her free hand and gently places it under his chin, lightly tipping his head back up so that she can properly look at his face. ] He knew I was weakened, and so he struck. That was not your fault. The fault is my own for not being stronger.
[ Noctis' future at home is uncertain and she knows it. What she does know is that the road ahead of him will not get any easier, that the Starscourge will spread far and wide and fast and soon enough the nights will become endless. But for now, she doesn't want to think about that and she certainly doesn't want him to think about it, either. ]
We are. We are here together, and I promise you that I will not leave your side this time. I am so sorry that things happened the way they did. I had planned on having a little time with you at the very least... although I must confess, even without the Chancellor interfering my time on our star was very limited.
[ She knows that by now he must know that, too, and so she smiles again, lacing her fingers with his finally. ]
But I have no regrets. As much as I'd wanted to personally see your success... I am content with the knowledge that you have the blessings of the Gods, and that you have such wonderful friends by your side to see you through both the good and the bad times.