[ Ignis is still needed, more than anything else -- especially if everything that's occurred in this year is anything to go by. Octavia is profoundly aware of how crucial he is, to Noctis, the Citadel, and Lucis. It's not often you see a man like him, who would give up what he loves for the sake of the greater good.

But his king, too stubborn to let him go -- single-mindedly seeking him in others -- given over to no one except this one before him. ]

He has you. I'm sure he'll be fine. [ She smiles briefly, even if it doesn't quite touch her eyes. The queen is not the one Noctis seeks to have by his side, they both know this. ] You may send my things to the villa within a week; I understand there's quite a lovely one half an hour away.