[ And so they sit. She remains beside him, still, her shoulder against his as she looks out into their garden. ] It's... because it has to do with me. [ With herself, and her secrets, and the fear involved in not being brave enough to tell others more of herself. So deeply ingrained that fear is, that it's left Prompto, too, in the dark.

It shouldn't be this way.

Pyra can keep her own fears to herself, that revealing her inhuman status (that others might already know or have guessed about) will cause either rejection or-- worse, desire for the power the crystal promises. But for Pormpto's sake, she can overcome them. She must overcome them.

So with a intake of air, she begins, ] An object of my world appeared the other week. It's called the Omega Fetter and it... belongs to me.

It was corrupted, though, and dangerous.

We thought that-- Noct and I-- we both thought that it could be stored within his armory, so it would be safe from the world. We didn't anticipate that it would... [ A pause, as if she's struggling. ] hurt him so.

[ She quiets after a moment. ] I... jumped into his soul to repair the Fetter, to save him. But he nearly... [ Died, she wants to say, but she can't bring herself to say it. ]

...He didn't. But now he's weak.