Lelouch suddenly wished he hadn't said anything. Doing this now when he could barely stand and with Suzaku in that ridiculous outfit-- the harsh reality of it all was almost too much to bear. Still, however much his ruffled sense of pride objected to it, it was... necessary, not to mention appropriate. He supposed he could and likely would declare Suzaku his knight again once they'd escaped, if under different circumstances, but doing this so informally now-- he'd have to make up for it the instant the opportunity presented itself.

Straightening from his half slouch and chasing away the last of his tears, Lelouch raised his right hand before him with all but the last two fingers extended, then lowered it briefly over Suzaku's right and left shoulders. "I, Lelouch vi Britannia, do hereby dub thee Sir Kururugi Suzaku," he intoned, withdrawing his hand. "You are now a knight in both name and title, dedicated to serve as sword and shield for the sake of the world's future." And mine, he added silently, staring down into bright green eyes and hoping his selfishness would be forgiven. It was unlikely anything else would.

"Rise, Sir Kururugi, Knight of Honor. Rise and be recognized."