[Regis' hands tighten unconsciously on hers. His heart breaks for her, and that is clear in his voice. How would he feel if he never got to hold Noctis? The very thought makes his chest tighten in pain; it's almost as if someone has driven shards of glass into him.]
I don't know if not knowing is a blessing or a curse. Perhaps, it is both. All I know is that no parent should be denied the chance to hold and love their child. If I could somehow give that to you, I would without hesitation. You deserve to know how it feels.
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[Regis' hands tighten unconsciously on hers. His heart breaks for her, and that is clear in his voice. How would he feel if he never got to hold Noctis? The very thought makes his chest tighten in pain; it's almost as if someone has driven shards of glass into him.]
I don't know if not knowing is a blessing or a curse. Perhaps, it is both. All I know is that no parent should be denied the chance to hold and love their child. If I could somehow give that to you, I would without hesitation. You deserve to know how it feels.