[ Noctis snorts at that -- yeah, he caught that shade. And really, he can't complain. Ignis has been dealing with their shit for as long as he can remember, and Noctis' shit for even longer. The reminder of Ignis' quiet, undying devotion, his efforts all these years makes Noctis shift, fills him with an intense gratitude. All that aside, all their issues with each other aside, one thing is obvious: Ignis has done so much for all of them, and for Noctis especially. And -- ]
I'm glad you're here.
[ He says finally. He's been getting better at expressing himself; in thanks to just about everything that's forced him to grow up, to take on even bigger responsibilities. In thanks to the love he's never stopped feeling for the man sitting opposite him. ] And I thought you gave her that toy. Or was it the green fish plushie?
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I'm glad you're here.
[ He says finally. He's been getting better at expressing himself; in thanks to just about everything that's forced him to grow up, to take on even bigger responsibilities. In thanks to the love he's never stopped feeling for the man sitting opposite him. ] And I thought you gave her that toy. Or was it the green fish plushie?