Ignis nods in agreement. He'd thought--hoped--the same. Maybe it was foolish of him, but it had felt so right with Gladio there. Like he would always be there with them, fighting until they finally figured this whole place out.

And then he wasn't there and...

Ignis swallows hard, bringing a shaking hand over to rest atop the one Prompto is digging into his arm, "Yes. We have to stick together. He's going to be depending on us to find a way to him once this is all done. You know how much he hated the idea of becoming king after...everything."