"You all heard the lady," said Noctis, with his own loftiness and a small nod of solidarity toward Nina. "It stays where it was intended to be."

"I don't know," Gladio ventured. "Just imagine it in the throne room..."

"Or a museum," suggested Ignis.

"Or on a billboard right over the gate to the city!" was Prompto's grinning contribution, then he shrugged. "And it's just a fighting game." Which he figured she wouldn't really be into, but he felt he should have at least asked. "I figured Noct might enjoy not getting his butt handed to him for a little while."

"Maybe I'm letting you win," said Noctis. "That's my Christmas present to you."

"Oh, yeah, sure, buddy. That is definitely it!"