[ Oh... it's not much, that sniff. But by this point, Regis is aware just how deeply this is hurting Auron - especially combined with the snow flurries.

For a moment, Regis wonders how long it has been since he felt a loss that sharply. Not because he doesn't feel the losses, certainly not, but because he's had to keep going forward, he's learned to remind himself that loss, eventually, is inevitable. Try to limit losses, always. Postpone them, really. Fear them, yes. But grieve over them, he's stopped allowing himself a long time ago. Possibly before Noct was born, even.

He lets out a soft breath. ]

That is a good way to think about it. For it is sad, but... perhaps not final. And, certainly, there are others who are still here. Who still need you.

And you can remember and cherish what he did have, here, even if he might not.

[ Regis hesitates for a moment, then adds, ]

I wonder...

I have not found any clues, yet, but perhaps if we ever do find out how we are all brought here, we might even offer him a chance to return. I will admit it is a rather long shot, but...

[ In a way, this is a place of infinite potential. Maybe they can never control it, but... Who knows. It may be a more definite hope of 'some people return, and Shinji might, too. ]