"Going mad? I think you were already there, dude." Noctis light-heartedly jested, trying to more comfort himself of this odd situation than not. Noctis finished his approach at least, glancing to the phone.

"But really, you're not going mad, I'm actually here--which sounds crazy, and I guess it kind of is but..."

How do you explain that the god chilling in the crystal sent you forward into the future however many years to try to cement you to your sacrificial path?