That sounds like very... interesting schooling.

[ Regis finished pouring the tea and set it down, motioning Waver to settle and doing so himself. He took his cup in both hands, staring at the liquid for a moment. ]

My son, Noctis. He has returned to our world. To... what I have long known to be his fate.

[ Because there was no hope or future for Noct. Not from where he had returned here from. ]

A long time, and not enough, when it is about someone very near to you.