He definitely could, and Prompto could likely hear his breath hitched, almost as though the words were a physical punch to the gut. How his shoulders shook with every breath that followed.

Noctis wanted to promise him that he wouldn't go. That he would stay by their sides and never leave them behind. But he'll have to.

It wasn't fair.

"...So did I." He remembered it, too. Wanting to make their world a better place. One without borders and where no one cared where someone was from. Because it didn't matter. Just like that dream to the gods' plans.

It wasn't fair...

"I'm not going anywhere. Not if I have any say in it." Except that he doesn't and he knew that, but once. Just this once. Please, Shiva, let him be there for the people he loves.