[It's a reasonable request, but Noctis can't help but cast his gaze to the side anyway. Start from the beginning, wind their way to the end in all its darkness. But for some reason, he had thought that talking about his own experiences would be easier than listening to what Nyx had to tell him. The loss of Insomnia, the loss of his father, and so much more.
But one way or another, they need to have this conversation. So he nods, looking at the Glaive directly again.]
All right. Tell me... how it all went down. [A sweeping generalization, so Noctis attempts to specify. Might as well stop dancing around the one subject that'll hurt the most.] Were you there when dad... [He frowns, but pushes through.] When dad was killed.
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Date: 2017-06-22 03:58 pm (UTC)But one way or another, they need to have this conversation. So he nods, looking at the Glaive directly again.]
All right. Tell me... how it all went down. [A sweeping generalization, so Noctis attempts to specify. Might as well stop dancing around the one subject that'll hurt the most.] Were you there when dad... [He frowns, but pushes through.] When dad was killed.