[ Lunafreya feels bad for dragging him here like this. Honestly, she knows she should have probably stayed silent and let him think she was gone. But that seemed cruel, and she was feeling a little more than selfish. It wasn't fair to either of them, not being able to reunite at least once after twelve long years. And she isn't even sure how long this... whatever it is -- she's still not sure if she quite believes in vampirism and she doesn't want to think about it despite showing every last sign and symptom -- but she's no idea how long this is going to last. If it's permanent, she can't be allowed to walk the planet, she would be nothing more than a danger to the people and a burden. If it isn't permanent, does that means she goes back to just... death? Or rather, true death?
These are all very good points she should be focusing on. But instead she opts to think more about the strong arms around her and who they belong to, his voice... just everything about him. For a brief moment in time, they can be happy, can be the way they were meant to be before everything happened.
But then he speaks, and a pang of guilt tears through her. He seems happy to see her right now, but she has no idea what he's going to think or how he's going to react when he realizes something is off with her. Rather, when she tells him. ]
I... [ She has never had a hard time with words before. She has been in the public eye most of her life, has given so many speeches to thousands of people. She has been on television and radio. So why is this so hard to spit out? ] ...I am glad to be here, too. I am just so grateful to be able to see you... but Ignis was not incorrect. I did pass, Noctis.
[ There. It's out on the table, even though she hasn't explained herself yet, but she's trying to find the most gentle way of putting this. That's not so easy for her to do, considering she has no idea what Ardyn did to her other than stab her to make her like this, but she knows he did this to her. There is no other way, and when she'd touched him there had been such a darkness about him, within him.
She wants to keep Noctis away from him. What if he does this to him as well? To be stuck like this for however long. Eternity? That is not a fate she wants for her beloved king. And yet, the little voice in the back of her mind tells her that he would be better off like this. They could be together forever, they would never have to be apart again.
She can see the look on his face, though, because he's... she must be making him cold, too, and she knows she mustn't look too great. It is this that makes her push those strange thoughts aside, to ignore that nagging quiet voice. But then he's hugging her in return again and it's hard not to just melt into his embrace. He is just as sweet, and caring, and kind as she remembers him to be.
For a few moments she relaxes into their embrace, a hand moving up his own back to lightly play with the hair at the nape of his neck. She could just stay like this forever, really... and if the Gods saw fit to end her existence right now, she could and would die --again-- happily. ]
I am, too... to see you again is all I have ever wanted, and you have no idea how happy I am right now.
[ She's over the moon, honestly. But this is just prolonging the inevitable. Slowly, she forces herself to pull back just enough so she can peer up at him again, having to fight the urge to just cling onto him for a while longer. ]
I pray you can forgive me for this, but there is something we must discuss... it is about Ardyn Izunia. He has done something to me, Noctis. [ There is a thoughtful pause. ] Perhaps you should sit down and make yourself comfortable before I begin.
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These are all very good points she should be focusing on. But instead she opts to think more about the strong arms around her and who they belong to, his voice... just everything about him. For a brief moment in time, they can be happy, can be the way they were meant to be before everything happened.
But then he speaks, and a pang of guilt tears through her. He seems happy to see her right now, but she has no idea what he's going to think or how he's going to react when he realizes something is off with her. Rather, when she tells him. ]
I... [ She has never had a hard time with words before. She has been in the public eye most of her life, has given so many speeches to thousands of people. She has been on television and radio. So why is this so hard to spit out? ] ...I am glad to be here, too. I am just so grateful to be able to see you... but Ignis was not incorrect. I did pass, Noctis.
[ There. It's out on the table, even though she hasn't explained herself yet, but she's trying to find the most gentle way of putting this. That's not so easy for her to do, considering she has no idea what Ardyn did to her other than stab her to make her like this, but she knows he did this to her. There is no other way, and when she'd touched him there had been such a darkness about him, within him.
She wants to keep Noctis away from him. What if he does this to him as well? To be stuck like this for however long. Eternity? That is not a fate she wants for her beloved king. And yet, the little voice in the back of her mind tells her that he would be better off like this. They could be together forever, they would never have to be apart again.
She can see the look on his face, though, because he's... she must be making him cold, too, and she knows she mustn't look too great. It is this that makes her push those strange thoughts aside, to ignore that nagging quiet voice. But then he's hugging her in return again and it's hard not to just melt into his embrace. He is just as sweet, and caring, and kind as she remembers him to be.
For a few moments she relaxes into their embrace, a hand moving up his own back to lightly play with the hair at the nape of his neck. She could just stay like this forever, really... and if the Gods saw fit to end her existence right now, she could and would die --again-- happily. ]
I am, too... to see you again is all I have ever wanted, and you have no idea how happy I am right now.
[ She's over the moon, honestly. But this is just prolonging the inevitable. Slowly, she forces herself to pull back just enough so she can peer up at him again, having to fight the urge to just cling onto him for a while longer. ]
I pray you can forgive me for this, but there is something we must discuss... it is about Ardyn Izunia. He has done something to me, Noctis. [ There is a thoughtful pause. ] Perhaps you should sit down and make yourself comfortable before I begin.