[ He can imagine that kind of hope, very easily, and once again, it's not far off from what the Oracle was doing. Before Ardyn killed her, Prompto reminds himself ungently. These glimpses into Ardyn's past won't change what happened in his own day and age, the darkness the man had wrought. These things can only inform.
He lets the silence weigh heavily between them a moment before he can stand it no longer, piping up at last with the question he most needs to hear the answer to. ]
...Will you tell me why?
[ Phrased as a request instead of an outright question, thinking of the man who had saved his life not so long ago, and the man in these memories.
He wants to understand. Not excuse, or forgive. But he wants to understand. ]
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He lets the silence weigh heavily between them a moment before he can stand it no longer, piping up at last with the question he most needs to hear the answer to. ]
...Will you tell me why?
[ Phrased as a request instead of an outright question, thinking of the man who had saved his life not so long ago, and the man in these memories.
He wants to understand. Not excuse, or forgive. But he wants to understand. ]