Prompto used to tease that he'd found a gray hair or two when he was assisting me, at times. Once my vision was back, I looked for myself but shockingly, I seem to have avoided it for the most part.

[ He can't quite imagine himself with the same hair style while it's gray, though. The pompadour just wouldn't look the same; it'd be odd. What will be nice to do is go back to it, however. He's missed his morning routine. The compliment jars him a little bit- he doesn't look startled but there's this beat where it hits and he lets himself enjoy it, lets himself have a moment where he's just full of warmth and affection for a man he loves to a point of excess. ]

I hope so. I'm certain you'll be much the same. [ Despite Regis' aging so quickly, he still looked regal beyond all reason, so it stands to reason. Ignis' lips tug into a tiny smile at another thought. ] Luna's going to be lovely, you realize. Between the two of you, she'll be fierce as can be.