[he responds, quietly. it's hard—it's incredibly hard to push those feelings back.
but he's needed. for the people who are still alive. for the people of his country—and his world—for his best friends. for barnham, too.
these people need him right? how can he ever hope to be half as good as his dad was as a leader if he can't propel himself forward?
"walk tall, my son," are the other words that ring in his ears like a shot. and remembering those words makes his breath catch in his throat for a moment. walk tall.
he has to walk tall. he has to be noctis lucis caelum, heir to the lucian throne, protector of the crystal and the people. and even if the people here are not his people, they need to be protected.
somehow.
he needs to protect them.]
You can't die either. [he's trying his best to told it together, because he knows it'll be worse for barnham if he's breaking right now. after all that's happened, and how devastated barnham clearly is... he needs to be the pillar of strength, somehow.]
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[he responds, quietly. it's hard—it's incredibly hard to push those feelings back.
but he's needed. for the people who are still alive. for the people of his country—and his world—for his best friends. for barnham, too.
these people need him right? how can he ever hope to be half as good as his dad was as a leader if he can't propel himself forward?
"walk tall, my son," are the other words that ring in his ears like a shot. and remembering those words makes his breath catch in his throat for a moment. walk tall.
he has to walk tall. he has to be noctis lucis caelum, heir to the lucian throne, protector of the crystal and the people. and even if the people here are not his people, they need to be protected.
somehow.
he needs to protect them.]
You can't die either. [he's trying his best to told it together, because he knows it'll be worse for barnham if he's breaking right now. after all that's happened, and how devastated barnham clearly is... he needs to be the pillar of strength, somehow.]