ღ don't need cars cause we've learned to fly on saturn

[anythingforyou]

[The Galactic Building is certainly one of the odder places to spend some time at, but it seems to be what some have agreed to do. It'll be interesting, if nothing else; a place that originally served to remind them of how far they were from home, being a place they willingly stayed at? It was almost unthinkable, but here we are.

Once the ordeal is finished, Camilla and Ignis are once again off into the kitchen; a long day like this deserves some good meals to go along with it. The stuff they have to work with is certainly...interesting, if nothing else; hopefully nobody minds eating vegetarian tonight, because that seems to be what the menu is comprised of tonight. Hopefully nobody minds eating their vegetables!

Get some rest, everybody; it's been earned after all that's happened today.]

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[discutio]

I know. We'll have to figure out a fair medium quickly, because I'm willing to bet Jupiter and Mars are in a similar condition. And their baseline was already less than friendly.

[...]

It's just...difficult. So much of what he says are things I've told myself, or close enough to it.

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...I understand. The two of you...you truly don't give yourselves enough credit, nor enough value.

[She can't believe she's actually saying that in regards to Saturn, really, but...mmm. The words feel strangely like bile in her throat, even still. She doesn't like it.

On the other hand, though...]

...I'm worried about her. Mars, I mean. I can't say that I've ever given any enemy of mine a shred of worry before, but... [Mmm.] It feels so vile, really. How do you lot stand this?

[discutio]

Realizing the world's in far more shades of gray than you initially knew isn't an easy thing. It's conflicting at best, and painful at worst.

...I suppose I had to get used to it.

[anythingforyou]

[Camilla gives a bit of a small, affirmative hum.]

Dealing with Saturn alone has left me with bile in my throat. I really and truly can't stand him; I do hope you won't be offended if I keep my contact with him limited and strictly professional.

I don't look forward to the others. I already feel like I've turned back on everything I've been taught...

[discutio]

It's alright, Camilla. No one's going to force anything of you, I'm just glad you're open to at least coexisting.

[...]

You've been doing well. I promise you that.

[anythingforyou]

...I worry about that sometimes. [She doesn't know if she wants to admit that what Chelsea said was...kind of bothering her, on some level? Even if it was true.

She might be starting to understand where Jake was coming from, on a few things. A frustrated noise escapes Camilla, before she speaks again. Flipping the subject right away.]

How are you feeling, after all of that?

[discutio]

...I don't know if I can quite put it into words. 'Disoriented', perhaps.

[anythingforyou]

[...]

My ears are open, Ignis. If you simply need to try and suss it out, you may.

[It won't get back to anyone, at the very least.]

[discutio]

...

[Of course, he could trust Camilla and already had. The problem was that Ignis himself didn't know where to even begin. He took a slow breath, hands on the edge of the counter as if he briefly needed the support.]

If things were any different--no, even if they weren't. If such a day came when Noct asked me to let the world fall to ruin to protect him, I would do it in an instant.

I'm selfish in a...perhaps twisted way. I care nothing for myself, for our world, for anything when placed next to Noctis. None of it matters, not even my own life.

I am--I have always been nothing but his right hand. How can I-...how can I so easily insist that Saturn has value and worth when I have never once believed the same about myself?

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[To her credit, Camilla stops her work while she listens to him. She knows it likely won't be easy--she certainly remembers the result of trying to tell him that he could have problems and the result of that, and it's not really surprising to hear that this is genuinely a problem for him.]

...I know you would, Ignis. Your love and utter devotion for him is obvious in all you do; you're the right hand to the King, after all. It's a position you've taken utter seriousness in, and really, it's not surprising to hear that nothing would come before his survival.

[Still...]

I do insist that you see too much of yourself in that man. [It's perhaps a bit cold to day, but hey, she's made no secret of the fact she disdains him.] You see someone who's entirely too like yourself; someone who would likely claim to be everything you are to Noctis, but to Cyrus instead. You see it from an outsider's perspective; that Cyrus is a destructive cretin who can't be reasoned with, and who does not look out for Saturn as much as Saturn looks out for him. You see Cyrus for what he is, and that's why it's so much easier to tell him he has worth beyond all of that.

It's perhaps a touch hypocritical, but it's not necessarily wrong.

[discutio]

He's not like Cyrus at all. So hypocritical or not, I...suppose it's pity tied with sympathy for Saturn, in a sense.

[Another careful, measured breath in the silence that followed, Ignis taking off and setting aside his visor to press a hand to his eyes.]

...When did I let things get like this? Being sympathetic towards people like Galactic, it's...not like me. But now that this has all gone far enough that I'm actually doubting myself, I don't think I can turn back anymore.

[anythingforyou]

That first meeting with that man did earn many of this group's sympathies, so I wager that much was a catalyst. I suppose that his situation is pitiful, but...

[It's not quite stated with bite, but it's still said kind of securely. Maybe a little coldly, but Camilla's tone is fixed when she speaks again.]

...Really, do let me know if you find a way to cease it. I could do to learn from example and not risk being a bleeding heart when we inevitably confront the others.

[discutio]

There has to be a middle ground, Camilla. If we close ourselves off entirely, we're scarcely better than Galactic. But this-...

[...]

It can't go on like this or we're all liable to fall to pieces.

[anythingforyou]

I'm not asking all of you to close yourselves out, but I'm not--it's frustrating, okay?

[Camilla heaves out an aggravated sigh, and there's the sound of a knife chopping something up again.]

...Really, I'm surprised some of the others haven't broken down already. We're nothing if not utterly resilient.

[discutio]

I-..I'm sorry. I understand what you're driving at, it's just...

[everything is awful]

...frustrating, as you say. We've been lucky to get so far.

[anythingforyou]

[The knife cutting calms a bit, and Camilla seems to center herself again.]

...We truly are. If Cyrus even gets an inkling of the fact that we were involved in this, he's liable to ensure that we're destroyed with extreme prejudice. To say nothing of what Jupiter and Mars will be like, or...well, what's left of them.