[ She's thought it before, so many times, but it creeps into her mind again as she looks at him and hears him speak so uncertainly. What would Noctis, what would Eos think of their Scourge now?

She'd like to be naive enough to think that it'd change a damn thing.

But he sounds so lost. And Yuuri thinks what does it matter what Eos would think? Why does she give a damn what Noctis will say when he sees the man he killed back out of the grave? But even as the thoght crosses her mind, she realizes: she cares because it would matter to Ardyn.

Yuuri leaves her breakfast sitting unfinished on the sideboard and just crosses the room so she can put her arms around his shoulders and press her face into his hair in as best a hug as she can manage. ]

... Not one more person. Do you remember when I said that? I said we weren't going to lose any more people in that goddamn place and I meant it. But it still counts here, too. I'm so sick of losing people. Of letting people get left behind. I'm not letting it happen again, no matter what.

I don't care what or who we have to fight to make it happen. When all this is over, you're coming with us. No matter what. And that's that.