[And thank the gods, when Prompto breaks, Ignis is right there to catch him — and catch him he does, quite literally, foregoing the distance of holding his shoulder in favor of moving into his space and wrapping his arms around him. He's got a few inches on Prompto, height-wise, and he makes good use of it now, cradling the back of his head with one hand and guiding him to bury it against his waiting shoulder, sensing a possible need to hide his face and opening himself up to accommodate.]
I know. I know, I know.
[They're not just hollow reassurances. He understands precisely the anguish that Prompto is reeling from; it's the same horrified despair he'd just locked away within himself minutes before, the one that comes wrapped up in ribbons of failure failure failure.]
He will be safe. We'll find a way.
[Noct wants to change things. Save him, save Luna. Set things to rights. More and more, that's a future that Ignis wants to believe in, too.]
And you're back with us, now. Noct is here, I'm here. You're both safe here, believe me.
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I know. I know, I know.
[They're not just hollow reassurances. He understands precisely the anguish that Prompto is reeling from; it's the same horrified despair he'd just locked away within himself minutes before, the one that comes wrapped up in ribbons of failure failure failure.]
He will be safe. We'll find a way.
[Noct wants to change things. Save him, save Luna. Set things to rights. More and more, that's a future that Ignis wants to believe in, too.]
And you're back with us, now. Noct is here, I'm here. You're both safe here, believe me.