[ Noctis devotes his time to his duties, to stabilising whatever fallout that comes out of the divorce. The public relations team have been briefed, and so has the press secretary -- the press releases had gone out, and eventually the furore dies down to a simmer. Everyone has their opinion, their two cents' worth, and Noctis is inwardly thankful that more pressing diplomatic and public policy matters to look into. He spends whatever little time he has with Luna, taking care to visit her and hold her from time to time.
He speaks with Octavia, too; apologizes to her (for all the good it'll possibly do), and they still work together, because if nothing they are a good team, and Noctis appreciates her talent for forging new ties and her business acumen. There is a lot that he learns from her, but he feels better. He feels happier, even if the guilt of letting Octavia down doesn't go away. She takes it well, all things considered, but Noctis takes care to pay special attention to what she needs, to provide all that she would require. She doesn't need all that much -- although she's mentioned that she would be making a trip back to Nifleheim for awhile, just to straighten things out on the other side.
Word of the divorce had caused ripples and a few out of turn comments from dubious spokespersons, but overall, Noctis is relieved to see that the alliance between Lucis and the Empire have not been severely affected. Ignis makes an appointment to meet Noctis, and he turns up this evening after a day full of meetings, relieved and please that this'll be in a place that he remembers. a place he's neglected for a little over a year.
Shutting the door behind him and casually locking it -- he doesn't want them to be disturbed; he has no idea what the agenda for the evening is, but he assumes it isn't wholly involved with business matters. ]
Thanks. [ He says, unbuttoning his suit jacket and shrugging out of it, tossing it onto the nearest chair. ] Yeah, thankfully they're all in a hurry to go home this evening. It's been a long day for everyone.
[ And Ignis most probably knew that, too. Taking a can and popping the tab, he gives him a small, crooked smile, appreciating the familiar smell of the chinese takeout. All his favorites too, clearly. ]
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He speaks with Octavia, too; apologizes to her (for all the good it'll possibly do), and they still work together, because if nothing they are a good team, and Noctis appreciates her talent for forging new ties and her business acumen. There is a lot that he learns from her, but he feels better. He feels happier, even if the guilt of letting Octavia down doesn't go away. She takes it well, all things considered, but Noctis takes care to pay special attention to what she needs, to provide all that she would require. She doesn't need all that much -- although she's mentioned that she would be making a trip back to Nifleheim for awhile, just to straighten things out on the other side.
Word of the divorce had caused ripples and a few out of turn comments from dubious spokespersons, but overall, Noctis is relieved to see that the alliance between Lucis and the Empire have not been severely affected. Ignis makes an appointment to meet Noctis, and he turns up this evening after a day full of meetings, relieved and please that this'll be in a place that he remembers. a place he's neglected for a little over a year.
Shutting the door behind him and casually locking it -- he doesn't want them to be disturbed; he has no idea what the agenda for the evening is, but he assumes it isn't wholly involved with business matters. ]
Thanks. [ He says, unbuttoning his suit jacket and shrugging out of it, tossing it onto the nearest chair. ] Yeah, thankfully they're all in a hurry to go home this evening. It's been a long day for everyone.
[ And Ignis most probably knew that, too. Taking a can and popping the tab, he gives him a small, crooked smile, appreciating the familiar smell of the chinese takeout. All his favorites too, clearly. ]
I don't envy your job.