[Ignis is quiet for a moment, as he searches for the right way to explain what happened. It seemed so impossible now that he had to put words to it.]
It is not that it didn't work. It's that it didn't work the way we hoped. Noct was able to find the Crystal, and he tried to claim its power.
It, however, seemed to think him not quite ready. [He has to pause again, because somehow telling this to Prompto made his own emotions leap to his throat. He shifted a bit, cleared it, and tried to speak gently around the lump forming in his chest.]
We've no idea where he is now, but he will return and that will be the day he brings back the light.
[Ignis sounds sure in this. He speaks without weaving in his faith in their King. He ignores the way his chest stings and focuses his attention on Prompto, listening to any hint of how the blond responds.]
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It is not that it didn't work. It's that it didn't work the way we hoped. Noct was able to find the Crystal, and he tried to claim its power.
It, however, seemed to think him not quite ready. [He has to pause again, because somehow telling this to Prompto made his own emotions leap to his throat. He shifted a bit, cleared it, and tried to speak gently around the lump forming in his chest.]
We've no idea where he is now, but he will return and that will be the day he brings back the light.
[Ignis sounds sure in this. He speaks without weaving in his faith in their King. He ignores the way his chest stings and focuses his attention on Prompto, listening to any hint of how the blond responds.]