There's something about the way that Noctis says that has Prompto gearing up for something...something he isn't going to want to hear. But what could it be? They had been together in Zegnautus, and he'd thought they'd said everything they needed to there. Prompto had told his friends the truth about where he came from, and they had accepted him without question. That was that. This...couldn't have anything to do with that, could it?
But he soon realizes that isn't the case at all, as Noctis explains himself, and what happened inside the crystal. There was actually something...inside of it? One of the Astrals? It spoke to him?
...What?
It takes a moment for those words to sink in, for them to really sink in, instead of just deflecting off the surface of his heart because it doesn't seem real. When Noctis had disappeared into the crystal, Prompto hadn't known when he would see him again, but...this is different. This is...final. Desperate as he might be to seek a different meaning from that, to find some other way he can interpret "sacrifice myself", there's...
There's only one way Noctis could mean that.
Prompto's eyes focus intently on his friend's, his face going pale, his mouth working soundlessly to find something, anything to say, in the face of something so daunting. Everything seems inadequate. ]
Noct, I... [ He shakes his head, sinking into denial. He — he doesn't want to believe it. ] A-are...are you sure? It's...the only way?
[ Though he asks, he already knows the answer, and his heart is breaking because of it. ]
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There's something about the way that Noctis says that has Prompto gearing up for something...something he isn't going to want to hear. But what could it be? They had been together in Zegnautus, and he'd thought they'd said everything they needed to there. Prompto had told his friends the truth about where he came from, and they had accepted him without question. That was that. This...couldn't have anything to do with that, could it?
But he soon realizes that isn't the case at all, as Noctis explains himself, and what happened inside the crystal. There was actually something...inside of it? One of the Astrals? It spoke to him?
...What?
It takes a moment for those words to sink in, for them to really sink in, instead of just deflecting off the surface of his heart because it doesn't seem real. When Noctis had disappeared into the crystal, Prompto hadn't known when he would see him again, but...this is different. This is...final. Desperate as he might be to seek a different meaning from that, to find some other way he can interpret "sacrifice myself", there's...
There's only one way Noctis could mean that.
Prompto's eyes focus intently on his friend's, his face going pale, his mouth working soundlessly to find something, anything to say, in the face of something so daunting. Everything seems inadequate. ]
Noct, I... [ He shakes his head, sinking into denial. He — he doesn't want to believe it. ] A-are...are you sure? It's...the only way?
[ Though he asks, he already knows the answer, and his heart is breaking because of it. ]