We couldn't protect you ... I couldn't protect you ... Fuck, I'm the "Shield of the King" but I couldn't even protect a friend to the king! How am I supposed to protect him when I couldn't even protect you?! Noct trusted me -- you trusted me -- and I failed to do my only job as a member of the Amicitia family! It doesn't matter to me that you weren't actually royal: you were as far as I was concerned. After all, Noct treated you no different than I treat Iris.
Shit, kid. I'm sorry. Since you died, the entire group has been down in the dumps; even happy-go-lucky Prompto's not been laughing all too much. Hell, I think your death affected him the most out of all of us. His attitude has changed completely; he doesn't really joke around, and the kid's always looking down at his phone or camera. I never thought I'd say this, but Prompto's lack of smartass comments make the trip way too quiet for my liking.
Noct, on the other hand, has barely slept a wink since he learned of your death. Iggy and I try to help him, but more often than not he just brushes us off. It's not healthy. And the two of us -- Iggy and I -- we feel powerless as we watch our king fall into despair...
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... I hope you're doing better than we are...
-G
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