[ Sad, yeah. And only Ignis could act so put together when he's got to be terrified. There's nothing scarier than death, is there? Well, there is, but... All that stuff is long behind them. Noctis' smile warms. It wasn't really fair of him to ask so much of his friends. It was a lot for him, leaving them behind. But he had the gods, and his family, and the light all supporting him, guiding him. He never needed a train; he skipped right to the destination. But that's why he's here, for Ignis, like he was for all of them. It's the least he could do after putting them through so much. A whole lifetime, in Ignis' case.

Noctis closes the distance between them, a slow swagger because there's even less of a rush now than there was back then on Eos. He drops a hand on Ignis' shoulder and squeezes, grounding, way more real than anything ahead of them, even if the opposite's really true. ]

I told you you'd always be with me, didn't I? It's not like I really went anywhere.

[ His hand slides from Ignis' shoulder to rest over his heart and his smile brightens again. The words, even vague as they are, aren't wholly true. Yeah, he was in Ignis' heart and vice versa, but he couldn't actively watch over the guys all the time. Even with all the power he's gained... it still feels like being asleep most of the time. He's focused now because Ignis needs him to be. But it'll be back to sleeping before long. And he won't be the only one. Once they get on that train, it'll be a good long nap for him and all of them. The gods too, probably. It's been a hell of a century. Of to the side, the destination board flips from blank lights to clear letters, though they're all gibberish, like in a dream. ]

You can rest now, Ignis. I'm not the only one who missed you all this time, and I know there are a lot of other faces you want to see.