"I thought it would be useful, once upon a time." Because Noctis was to go to Tenebrae. Noctis would need to know the language better, use it to communicate with new friends, and wasn't that what he was there for? Wouldn't that make Noctis so happy, if he had someone who could translate for him anything that would need translating?
That was why he picked up the lessons for Tenebrae in addition to everything else, always hungry to learn more and add to himself. It was the argument he had tried to use with his teachers, and then with Glaives, His Majesty, when the date of the visit drew near. Anything to come with Noctis.
But he'd been let down, sometimes gently, sometimes more blunt. His education needed him there in the crown city, and his Tenebraen was still very new and clumsy then. Better for others more skilled to help if need-be, and, besides, the Tenebraen royal family knew Lucian as well. Best for him to stay behind. Less people to watch over, when His Majesty and Noctis were the ones who needed all of that as it was. They'd been inconsolable at the time, of course, but... There was nothing to be done for it.
The terror and grief he'd felt when he'd heard of what happened in Tenebrae, eavesdropping on those older than him, had been... indescribable.
And Ravus, having been there to experience it all firsthand, him and Noctis and Lady Lunafreya...
He won't pretend his feelings were more intense.
So he doesn't say much more on the matter, besides a simple, "I simply kept up with the studies. I'm glad that they will be of use to you, in that case, although I hardly call myself an expert." His gaze follows Ravus's back to the corpse waiting behind them. "So best that you are here to pass along such kind wishes along best." Both in the case of speaking Tenebraen fluently, and also because Ignis would just kick Ardyn's corpse into the hole and be done with it.
Alas.
....He supposes he could still do it. "Do Tenebraen funerals involve flowers...? I do not know the rites properly, I am afraid, but perhaps you could gather a few to put with him while I lay him to rest within the grave."
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That was why he picked up the lessons for Tenebrae in addition to everything else, always hungry to learn more and add to himself. It was the argument he had tried to use with his teachers, and then with Glaives, His Majesty, when the date of the visit drew near. Anything to come with Noctis.
But he'd been let down, sometimes gently, sometimes more blunt. His education needed him there in the crown city, and his Tenebraen was still very new and clumsy then. Better for others more skilled to help if need-be, and, besides, the Tenebraen royal family knew Lucian as well. Best for him to stay behind. Less people to watch over, when His Majesty and Noctis were the ones who needed all of that as it was. They'd been inconsolable at the time, of course, but... There was nothing to be done for it.
The terror and grief he'd felt when he'd heard of what happened in Tenebrae, eavesdropping on those older than him, had been... indescribable.
And Ravus, having been there to experience it all firsthand, him and Noctis and Lady Lunafreya...
He won't pretend his feelings were more intense.
So he doesn't say much more on the matter, besides a simple, "I simply kept up with the studies. I'm glad that they will be of use to you, in that case, although I hardly call myself an expert." His gaze follows Ravus's back to the corpse waiting behind them. "So best that you are here to pass along such kind wishes along best." Both in the case of speaking Tenebraen fluently, and also because Ignis would just kick Ardyn's corpse into the hole and be done with it.
Alas.
....He supposes he could still do it. "Do Tenebraen funerals involve flowers...? I do not know the rites properly, I am afraid, but perhaps you could gather a few to put with him while I lay him to rest within the grave."