[ At this, she stands. She comes around the table to him. She sits on the adjacent chair. There, she lifts a hand, placing it upon his shoulder. ]

....They need to know your feelings on this. What-- what.... autonomy you have left, Noct, [ Because this all seems to be very heavily laced in the illusion that is the machinations of destiny. ] should be in your say about your want to-- [ A pause, and the waver in her tone begets a deep sorrow. ] help your world, in the manner in which you choose to do so. You need to let them know how you feel.

[ And, hopefully, they will respect it.

If someone took that choice from her to save her world... the anguish would be very real. She would lose everything, all that she loves. ]