[Though he has his eyes off Ignis as they descend the spire, Carlisle hears that quiet shift in the other man's voice. He recalls what the old king told him -- of his sacrifice, of his death, and of those he left behind, his son included. His own voice softens, but remains impassive.]
It was my honor and duty in the service of the Clarity to help him. Think nothing of it.
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It was my honor and duty in the service of the Clarity to help him. Think nothing of it.