[Between the way Ardyn sinks against him, his words, that repressed shudder, and his own memories of just how much pain Ardyn speaks of, Ignis finds his words failing him. Instead of attempting to use them anyway, he all but tosses away his empty cup and wraps his other arm around Ardyn, pulling him into a tight hug. When he does finally speak again, his voice is soft, but full of conviction.]

Just remember you are a tool no longer, beloved. We will find a way to make Bahamut feel the pain he has caused you and those around you tenfold; he will come to regret his choice of chess pieces long before it all ends.