... yeah. I can. [ And isn't that just the salt in the wound? It's kept him awake more than one night here even if he doesn't want to fully rest his finger on the reasoning behind it. Sure, he shouldn't blame himself for being unable to predict the attack; that much even he can admit to readily now that he's had the time to process it. But... ]

I knew he was dying, before that. As my old man... it was hard. [ With the unsaid words hanging obviously between them. As a king it was hard in a different way -- Regis's death meant Noctis's ascension, in addition to the pain of losing his last known family member. ]

What made you the happiest with him? Thinking about that stuff's what makes it easier for me, even if it takes a while for it to set in.