[Prompto turns his face away then, fighting to get a hold of himself, to stop freaking out every time this comes up. The water splashes against the backs of his calves.]

You have no idea. How the rest of us have suffered.

[Izunia only sees what the Ring sees. What the chosen see when they put on the Ring. The line of Lucis. The people sworn to them. Prompto's lungs shiver as he breathes in.]

Lady Lunafreya and her family. The people of Lucis and Accordo. And... and Niflheim. I don't know if anyone's left alive in that whole country.

[Did Lunafreya ever want to do anything but help people? Did she ever have a chance? What about the millions, millions of infants Izunia just told him all had souls, sent to their deaths against gods, against kings, against him?]

Don't say it didn't do anyone else any harm.