"That's a comforting thought..." Of course said sarcastically, though perhaps without the usual sass that accompanied it.

Sure enough, he took the invitation and sat besides him. Again an awkward silence befell him, Noctis was never a man of many words anyway, but to express what it'd take to make him feel reassured... he didn't know. He didn't know what thing would truly set off his feelings of relief and reassurance.

"I suppose when I see the city--when I see everything will be alright." With Ignis here, he already was feeling a bit more comfortable with the future he was so certain was anything but.

However, he supposed it was going to take a bit to convince himself that his death was truly necessary for the future to be saved. Call him selfish, but he was terrified to die.

"How long... how long has it been for you?"