[Regis, perhaps, should have given more weight to his own thoughts before letting Noctis take this step. Not a few minutes before he had told himself things had to be different with the Chosen King. So why had he let either of them go into this with thoughts that it would be 'normal,' especially considering there really was no normal? It's why so much of what he could have told Noctis was worthless. Everyone's experience was different.
But no one's experience had ever been like this.
It's no surprise that the father in him reacts first. No parent wants to hear their child in such agonizing pain and the fact that Noctis hasn't even been born yet in his time doesn't change this for Regis. His arms are around Noctis before he even has a chance to decide if it's a good idea or not. All he can think of is Noctis collapsing into the table in front of him and cracking his head open.]
Noctis! Listen to me; I'm here. You're safe.
[The words are so useless though. Who can hear even the most heartfelt of pleas over the sound of of their very self being torn apart and that is certainly what it sounds like is happening to Noctis. In a moment, desperation turns to anger and when Regis speaks again, it's not his son he's speaking to. It's not clear which set of spirits he addresses when he speaks, but the command is clearly meant for them be it the set that reside in his ring or in the one that now rests on his son's hand.]
Stop this immediately! He has done nothing to earn your wrath!
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But no one's experience had ever been like this.
It's no surprise that the father in him reacts first. No parent wants to hear their child in such agonizing pain and the fact that Noctis hasn't even been born yet in his time doesn't change this for Regis. His arms are around Noctis before he even has a chance to decide if it's a good idea or not. All he can think of is Noctis collapsing into the table in front of him and cracking his head open.]
Noctis! Listen to me; I'm here. You're safe.
[The words are so useless though. Who can hear even the most heartfelt of pleas over the sound of of their very self being torn apart and that is certainly what it sounds like is happening to Noctis. In a moment, desperation turns to anger and when Regis speaks again, it's not his son he's speaking to. It's not clear which set of spirits he addresses when he speaks, but the command is clearly meant for them be it the set that reside in his ring or in the one that now rests on his son's hand.]
Stop this immediately! He has done nothing to earn your wrath!