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"You think I don't know this?" he snaps as another sob escapes his mouth. "I'm not doing this to bring him, I know nothing can. I'm doing this because I have nothing left to live for, alright? He was everything to me and this fucking prophecy took him from me! He died to save a world you and the others Astrals weren't fucking protecting!
So save me from your speech about you understanding what I feel right now! How long did you and Ifrit have together before everything to shit? I had nothing because we couldn't tell anyone! So either you stand there and watch jump me off and you get the fuck out! It's up to you!"
He's left with his chest heaving and even more tears rolling down his cheeks. Unlike Shiva who looks neither angry nor offended nor anything. Her face remains unreadable as she tilts her head to the shiva, her eyes never leaving his.
"You're wrong."
Prompto snickers and rolls his eyes.
"About what?"
"About nothing being able to bring Noctis back," she simply states, unaware of the way her words suddenly spark up something inside the blonde.
Something that feels a lot like hope.