[Dante's close with Ardyn, with Grell, with Togusa. By this point, they're like family; Grell and Ardyn have both come by and held him close and talked to him too.

But there are times where Prompto is closer than any of them, and right now, as Prompto joins him on the couch... it's one of those times. Dante unfolds without needing to be urged, letting Prompto close and even hugging him back, leaning into him. Prompto is one of the few that Dante trusts enough to let in even now, when he's fighting so hard not to crumble into a million pieces.]

I... I know. I just... can't get it out of my brain.

I keep seeing it happen and I can't tell if it's a memory or a nightmare, whether I'm doing it or if it's the other me--I found out she was right, that witch. He did lose his heart to the darkness. And something possessed him because of it, made him try and kill his friends...

I don't know whether it's me fucking up or him controlling me and forcing me to attack them or if it's one of the ghosts... I can't tell. All I know is that they're hurting because of me.

[He's not sure if he's even making sense any more--it's all falling out of him in a rush, all the fears and worries that have plagued him for weeks, since even before they made it inside of the mansion. He just... he doesn't want to be used to hurt any one. And Dante's afraid that no matter what he does, it's what's going to wind up happening.]