[ It's all cool, Iggy, the meat looks good. The butcher even shows it to Noctis, who nods -- although granted, the prince has never actually done much grocery shopping in his life, if you didn't count junk food runs at the nearby convenience store.
With a hum, he sends a text to them both before contemplating just what is best to tell Ignis. His appetite hasn't been the greatest of late, but that particular development is going to do nothing but make Ignis worry. ]
Yeah. [ He lies, and instead of elaborating (he's always terrible at it), he turns to the butcher to pay, hoping that the distraction will let this pass. Meat wrapped and packed, transaction concludes, he quickly changes the subject. ] So, last stops -- canned stuff and camping supplies? I think that's on the other side of the market.
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With a hum, he sends a text to them both before contemplating just what is best to tell Ignis. His appetite hasn't been the greatest of late, but that particular development is going to do nothing but make Ignis worry. ]
Yeah. [ He lies, and instead of elaborating (he's always terrible at it), he turns to the butcher to pay, hoping that the distraction will let this pass. Meat wrapped and packed, transaction concludes, he quickly changes the subject. ] So, last stops -- canned stuff and camping supplies? I think that's on the other side of the market.