[ albert doesn't need to explain the good that he has done. ignis, who has been groomed to be the guiding hand in the king's governance, is very aware of the ramifications of it in a country. theirs is a revolution that will shake the core tenets of the kingdom, with the potential to up-end the existing status quo, which is clearly what they've intended all along.

the plan is objectively brilliant. straightforward, but brilliant in its execution, even if ignis also knows, too, that sometimes hard decisions must be made, and that once this plan is done, none of the perpetrators may be suffered to live with freedom. with a successful revolution comes shackles, a grim reality ignis is certain albert and his brothers have reckoned with.

he nods at the plan, reaching out to cup his face, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his mouth with a small smile. sometimes killing is necessary -- ignis, whose very life belongs to the king, the crown, has no qualms carrying out the difficult tasks; duty above all.

but albert's plans are noble and genuine, earnest and steeped with such kindness that he can't help but smile. for a moment he reminds him of noctis, with his soft heart that makes ignis want to protect him, and he pulls him close, leaning into his touch. he looks back up at him, his gaze unwavering. ]

I will take your hand and walk with you. And I will help you however I can. Your conscience burdens you, which is a good thing, but take care not to let it drown you.