[Noct didn't know. He'd lied and told him they'd come from the same time, when in fact he'd known things that Noct didn't, had kept them from him to protect him — and he'd truly believed that he was doing the right thing then, the responsible thing, except that now he's on the other end of the secrecy equation and suddenly it's all too horribly clear just what it was he'd asked of Noct when he'd begged him to trust him, that the secrets he was keeping were things Noct truly didn't need to know.
Is this his penance, then, for that choice? Prompto knows something and he's avoiding it. All the tells are there.
Prompto is surprised that he can see. That he "got his eyes fixed".
There's a path of intuitive leaps and bounds laying itself out in front of him the more that he considers the implications, and he can't make himself begin to tread it, for fear of discovering that it leads exactly where he thinks it's going to.]
...Prompto. I'm going to tell you a reality of our situation that is going to sound absurd, and impossible, and outright bizarre. Once I do, I want you to listen to what I say very carefully, and answer me truthfully.
[I mean, don't scare the shit out of him or anything, Ignis, he's delicate.]
Nyx Ulric is here, and alive, and we know full well that Nyx Ulric is dead and perished in the fall of Insomnia. Noctis is here, and he believes it's the night before Lunafreya Nox Fleuret summons Leviathan in a ceremony in Altissia. And to my conception, it's the day of that ceremony, and the last I saw you, we'd been separated during the invasion. You were with Gladio. I went on to the altar alone.
[He draws a slow breath.]
Now, answer me two questions. First: is Noctis alive.
[As though he could ever lead with anything but that.]
And second: where do you remember us being, if not at the ceremony in Altissia?
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[Noct didn't know. He'd lied and told him they'd come from the same time, when in fact he'd known things that Noct didn't, had kept them from him to protect him — and he'd truly believed that he was doing the right thing then, the responsible thing, except that now he's on the other end of the secrecy equation and suddenly it's all too horribly clear just what it was he'd asked of Noct when he'd begged him to trust him, that the secrets he was keeping were things Noct truly didn't need to know.
Is this his penance, then, for that choice? Prompto knows something and he's avoiding it. All the tells are there.
Prompto is surprised that he can see. That he "got his eyes fixed".
There's a path of intuitive leaps and bounds laying itself out in front of him the more that he considers the implications, and he can't make himself begin to tread it, for fear of discovering that it leads exactly where he thinks it's going to.]
...Prompto. I'm going to tell you a reality of our situation that is going to sound absurd, and impossible, and outright bizarre. Once I do, I want you to listen to what I say very carefully, and answer me truthfully.
[I mean, don't scare the shit out of him or anything, Ignis, he's delicate.]
Nyx Ulric is here, and alive, and we know full well that Nyx Ulric is dead and perished in the fall of Insomnia. Noctis is here, and he believes it's the night before Lunafreya Nox Fleuret summons Leviathan in a ceremony in Altissia. And to my conception, it's the day of that ceremony, and the last I saw you, we'd been separated during the invasion. You were with Gladio. I went on to the altar alone.
[He draws a slow breath.]
Now, answer me two questions. First: is Noctis alive.
[As though he could ever lead with anything but that.]
And second: where do you remember us being, if not at the ceremony in Altissia?