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[He nods once, and his disconnected gaze moves downwards towards their joined hands.]

Whatever the cost.

[He would have chosen just the same, given the opportunity to do it all over again. If it meant protecting Noct, if it meant stopping Ardyn? It was enough. The sacrifice was worth it. Other people had already given up so much more than just their sight.]

Fulfilling my vow was well worth the price.

[Some days, it's hard for her to remember where they all came from. In between all the coffees she's shared with Ignis, the photos she's taken with Prompto, and the dates she's had with Gladio, Lightning sometimes forgets that before all of this, their vows and their prince came first. Everything here feels so... normal in comparison.

That's not to say that it doesn't matter still, but from what she's observed so far from the outside, Verens gives them all a little more room to breathe and do things for themselves, Noctis included. She's glad for it. After all they've been through... they at least deserve this.

Smiling to herself, Lightning bows her head and lowers her voice.]

Thank you... for trusting me enough to tell me.

[It means more to her than she's able to put into words.]

[His expression softens as his attention shifts upwards once more, towards her voice.]

Thank you for listening. Keeping it to myself has been...

[His voice falters for a moment, and he smiles sadly.]

It's been a weight, though I have no regrets.

Don't thank me.

[It's what she's here for. For as little as she likes to lean on others for support out of fear of burdening them, it's easy for her to be that pillar for them when they need it.

Lightning shifts again and she licks her lips, nervous, because there's something she's been hiding from him as well. It's no heavy secret like his, but if there was ever a time that felt right to share it, it's now.]

There's something I've been wanting to tell you, too.

[He feigns a brief look of surprise, though his smile warms just a bit.]

I didn't realize we had so many secrets between us.

[But of course, for as well as he knows Lightning and as much time as they spend together, he doesn't know everything about her.]

You have my undivided attention.

[A sound escapes her – more like an anxious sigh than a laugh – and she fidgets with the lid of her cup a moment longer. It gives her a second or two to debate even telling him the secret. He had shared one so significant that making a big deal out of hers feels almost like undermining it, which isn't her intention. Telling Ignis her most closely kept secret is her way of reminding him that she, too, trusts him with everything she's got, and it's that notion that makes it easier for her to shake off that small bit of doubt sticking in the back of her mind.

So, with another deep breath, the sound of the paper cup toppling against the table comes to a stop.]

I don't know if you know this, but a long time ago, Serah and I lost our parents.

[This isn't the part that matters, but some context is important. She's starting to forget who knows what.]

It was just me and her for a while... this was before she became a l'Cie, and before Snow. I wanted to be strong for her, so I thought that changing my name and letting go of who I used to be would be the answer. It's why I became Lightning.

[There's a pause, and she looks up from her hands at Ignis, studying his expression through her lashes.]

[The anxiety in the air becomes almost palpable, and he ceases any further teasing then, however gentle it may have been. His attention is fixed on her completely, his fingers loosely curled around his own cup, and he nods as she takes a brief pause in the telling of her tale. He had known that they were without their parents, as he had been without his, but he had never been told the details— and had never been quite so invasive as to ask.]

And who were you before?

[His tone is as gentle as it is curious, his expression even— he realizes that what she's sharing with him is privileged information.]

[Of course he could guess what was coming... She hadn't exactly been subtle about where this was going, but his question still makes her freeze up and drop her gaze again. To anyone else it's just a name, but for Lightning, it carries much more weight than that – it represents all of the things she was always too afraid to be: a young, naïve, and weak girl who couldn't be strong for her sister. It completely contradicts everything she tries to be on the outside, but on the inside, she's not all that different.]

It's Cl—

[No, too quiet. She's already come too far to back out now. With another deep breath, she lets it out gently, loud enough for just Ignis to hear.]

My name is Claire.

[He smiles faintly. He doesn't have to be able to see her fallen expression to know that this is particularly difficult to share, that it's something she's kept to herself for so long for good reason, and that alone makes him feel touched that she had offered it to him at all.]

It suits you.

[His own voice is soft, gentle, understanding.]

I'm honored that you trust me enough to share.

It felt like the right time.

[Ending that conversation on a lighter note – Lightning didn't want the last thing to be about how Ignis had given up everything. She smiles to herself, though it's audible enough in her voice that he should be able to hear it in her gentle reminder as she reaches for his hands once more.]

I'd... appreciate it if you kept this between us.

[Not that she trusts that he won't, but it still needs reiterating, if only to really solidify just how important it is that he keep it secret.]

There aren't a lot of people who know.

[He nods to confirm, and his hands easily curl into hers as she reaches for them, offering her a careful squeeze of reassurance in the process. Of course, there had never been any question of that.]

Your secret is safe with me. I swear.

[He won't tell a soul.]

As ever, you can trust me.

I know.

[She trusts him with a lot more than something as silly as a name.

Her grip is warm against his, either thanks to the coffee or the mutual understanding the both of them have (it's hard for Lightning to tell which), as is her smile. Even with the cold bursts of air coming in every time the door to the cafe opens, their table remains unaffected by it.]

You ever need to talk, I'm here.

[It never needs repeating, but having the reminder there is still nice to have.]

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