[ When Prompto puts it that way, 'happy as long as possible, Noctis remembers with a sick kind of twist to his gut that it's... not as long as he thought it would be, anymore. Just until he's absorbed all the power of the crystal. And then... Providence. ]

Right.

[ If Noctis happens to sound a little quiet and sick when he says that, it's just the exhaustion finally setting in. Really. After a moment of awkward silence, he asks against his better judgment. ]

Hey, Prompto. If things were the other way around, and all you remembered was from before, and I was the one who knew everything that happened after that... Would you want to be told about it?