[If they were young and foolish, Albert would be headstrong and reject all of this. He'd be too wrapped up in making the world a better place, would push everything and everyone away for the cause. It's age that gives him perspective.

And he knows there are no guarantees. He doesn't want them. He wants honest feelings, even if they tear him apart.

Albert doesn't look away as Ignis releases him.]

A choice? [His eyes dull.] I did. It was my fault, entirely. I chose the life I led, for better or for worse.

[A smile, bittersweet.] What a terrible evening I've given myself. I'm sorry, Ignis. It's nothing that will ever impact you, nor will it be relevant here. I can assure you of that.