[He lets a moment of silence pass between them, and another, before he swipes at his eyes and pushes himself up from his chair. All that he needed say has been said.

...perhaps not all. He pauses, taking a deep breath.]

I misjudged you, Noctis. If aught can be done to make amends, or to fulfill my family's pledge to yours, I shall see it done.

[It is a promise made by a drunk, grieving man, but he means it. His duty is all he has left to cling to, and the Noctis he has spoken to, here and in the false Altissia of the Dream Width, has the makings of the king his family has sworn to serve.]