[That tassel. Of course he'd know it- even if his time spent in council meetings was limited, he'd know just about any part of his father's usual raiment on sight. He'd spent enough time watching the man, wishing he could do more, that he were stronger. That they had more time. He doesn't know why Cor has it.
(Or: he knows. And he does not ask, because he knows.)
So the voices don't stop, then, and he needs to keep a solid head on his shoulders to endure it. Maybe the chain will continue to be a staple of his wardrobe, then- both to fiddle with and to keep the ring with him when he's not wearing it. It's comforting to think that his father may have taken it off at times, because he must have, of course he must have, but Noctis can't remember a single time it wasn't persistent on his finger. It's part of what frightens him about it; it's like Regis was never allowed to not be the king, even for a moment.
This... helps. More than he can admit.
He does blink in surprise at that the names Cor'd listed, momentarily shaken out of his miserable stupor to consider them. Luna, Ignis, Prompto...? Those aren't the people he'd first thought to bring this up to. Luna's already carried this burden long enough, Ignis and Prompto would support him but what would they know of the ring that he doesn't? The obvious choices are right there, and yet.
He glances down at it again, his fingers scratching listlessly through Umbra's fur to let it soothe him.]
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(Or: he knows. And he does not ask, because he knows.)
So the voices don't stop, then, and he needs to keep a solid head on his shoulders to endure it. Maybe the chain will continue to be a staple of his wardrobe, then- both to fiddle with and to keep the ring with him when he's not wearing it. It's comforting to think that his father may have taken it off at times, because he must have, of course he must have, but Noctis can't remember a single time it wasn't persistent on his finger. It's part of what frightens him about it; it's like Regis was never allowed to not be the king, even for a moment.
This... helps. More than he can admit.
He does blink in surprise at that the names Cor'd listed, momentarily shaken out of his miserable stupor to consider them. Luna, Ignis, Prompto...? Those aren't the people he'd first thought to bring this up to. Luna's already carried this burden long enough, Ignis and Prompto would support him but what would they know of the ring that he doesn't? The obvious choices are right there, and yet.
He glances down at it again, his fingers scratching listlessly through Umbra's fur to let it soothe him.]
...You didn't... suggest my dad.
[Is he not supposed to...?]