[She holds him firmly and gently, one of her hands reaching up and petting his head - like she'd do for Morgan when he was small and sad, letting him keep his head on her shoulder for however long he needed it there. Lucina swallows thickly.

It's so much. Too much. Too much at once.]

...It's not your fault. Prompto...I swear, it's not anyone's fault but the killer's. None of us could know what would happen...but we must be strong for them. We have to do what's right and find out what happened. For both their sakes.

[She squeezes him just a little tighter. Just a smidge.]

Hold on just a little longer - hold onto yourself. Everyone's...going to need you, when everything is done.