>>3159945Dave: Your Majesty. I'm so sorry.
P: One year ago, the sun rose again. And that morning, you were gone.
P: The only thing left was your sword, buried into the throne. We kept searching for you...
P: But we never found you.
P: Why! It was you who saved everyone, so why can't the world leave you alone!
P: This isn't fair! Why?!
N: I do what the world needs me to do. It's that simple.
P: Noct, let's go back to Insomnia!
P: Let's get a good rest tonight and if we set up early in the morning, we'll be back to the capital before nightfall.
P: I mean, there's no point in staying here, right? Why don't we go home?
G: ...Prompto's right.
G: Maybe we'll find out something if we go back to where you were last. And even if not, we can go to Tenebrae, Niflheim, whatever. Somewhere far away.
G: So what if you're a daemon? We just need to undeamon you!
G: You can do that, right? You're the Chosen King!
G: No objections from you, Iggy, right?
I: ...
G: I take it as a 'no'. Now let's clean up and go to bed.
I: Noct, I beg your forgiveness.
N: What's gotten into you?
I: To be frank, I just don't... I still cannot believe I'm talking to you.
N: Yeah, maybe because I'm a daemon now. Care to touch me?
N: Ignis, come on.
I: All better now.
I: Good night, Noct.
N: (I'm so tired... Is this how it's going to be, every single day?)
N: (Prompto had one good question: why? Why am I here?)
N: (I didn't come back to torment people.)
N: (I am...._)
