[ Lunafreya struggles to hold even a tenuous grasp on lucidity even as her eyelids sink closed, and while the darkness of unconsciousness momentarily robs Noctis and Regis of her presence, she claws her way back, eager to render any assistance to the two of them that she can. The sting of pain that comes from Regis cleansing the wound causes her to make a soft noise, but she remains still. She keeps her eyes closed even as he adds peroxide to the area, and the burning sting that follows makes the previous pain that she had felt seem like a gentle caress in comparison.

Lunafreya chokes on a breath, clutching at the cushion beneath her as she struggles to remain still. Her eyes open at this point and focuses on the sound of the king's voice, her own coming out cracked and broken when she speaks again. ]

Please... do what you must. I will... endure. [ She holds onto the words he had spoken previously, and she manages the ghost of a smile. ] Thank you, Your M-Majesty...

[ Blearily, she turns her gaze to Noctis, inclining her head towards him as best as she is able. ] And you, my dear Noctis... I am grateful that the stars saw fit for you to find me before I... [ Luna sucks a breath through her teeth as pain washes over her wound, but she steadies herself. ] Before... I met my end... [ Again. ]