It's time to go.
Most people are on the train by now. Settled into their cabins and among friends and loved ones. There are only three new arrivals left to board and once they do, Hal pulls a conductor's hat out from underneath the bar, tugs it on, and steps around it to the middle of the train. He opens his mouth to talk, voice filling the train.
"It's time to go. Stops happen once a day until everyone's departed and I already have your stopped listed. If you'd like to be prioritized, let me know, otherwise we'll go in order of death. Settle in and enjoy the ride. If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to ask, folks."
This, of course, means that those who died earliest (Manfred, Higekiri) will depart first while those who died latest (Barnham, Damian, Percy) will depart last. There's a stop for everyone, though those who want to get off together are more than welcome to. Hal pulls a notepad and pen out of his pocket later and people will notice that he goes around the train confirming stops with everyone. Whatever feeling Hal may have had to a character back in town isn't noticeable here -- he is simply a robot assigned with a job.
After that, it's all a matter of settling in and enjoying the ride. If that's possible for you, at least.
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still, he's much less awkward than he once was at the contact, squeezing her hand in return as a gesture of understanding.]
...Ready as I'll ever be, I guess. What about you, Xion?
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[ ... the admission seems to surprise her, too, and she has to think about it. That Noctis of all people would be the one to draw it from her isn't really a surprise in itself; he's managed to be the one right there for a lot of her darkest moments, and she feels safe around him. Safe enough, apparently, for this kind of thing to escape her. It's just that... she was trying to tell herself it was just nerves, so realizing she's actually a little frightened is... well, she'd rather be strong. ]
I've never had the chance to live my own life before, you know? To make my own decisions, and ... do anything I want! [ She gestures with her free hand before letting it fall. Noctis, more than most, might understand where she's coming from. ] I'm not really sure what it even means, to do something like that. But... I guess I'll have a long time to figure it out.
[ softly amazed. ]
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he's amused, but definitely okay with it.
besides:]
...You know. This means you've gotta have enough freedom for the both of us. [it's sad fondly, though, not bitterly. noct has too much he has to do and very little freedom beyond that anymore...
but he's accepting it just fine. but now that xion can live life and make her own decisions to do as she pleases, he doesn't want her to squander it for even a minute.]
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but what can she do when he comes at her with requests like that?
It occurs to her for the first time that Noctis has changed, too, since the day they first met. The boy she saw when she disembarked from the train ... is a little different from the man now beside her. ]
That's a pretty tall order, you know! [ With a somewhat wet laugh, as she presses the heel of her free hand to the corner of her eye. ] But I guess now I have to figure it out, huh? I won't let you down, Noctis. That's a promise.
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xion has too, now that she seems to have a bit more assurance and purpose in who she is—regardless of what she may be, human or not.
(and obviously, to the end, he hasn't cared about what people are. that's why he likes xion, it's why he's letting ash come home with him, it's why he kisses milla a whole hell of a lot these days. none of them are human, but they're all people he cares about immensely.)]
Good... I'll be counting on you for that. Gonna... be kind of busy when I get back home. [you know. doing the things that canon does.]