[ Ignis' voice is soft, not quite chastising but close as he leans over in the dim lighting. The moonlight creeping through the window paints him in shades of eerie light, glinting off the glasses he left on the nightstand. ]
I left because I could not handle things as they were.
[ He left for his own peace of mind, for his own sanity. Noctis never 'left him lonely' intentionally; he served his country, did his duty, just like he'd done for the last thirty odd years. His hand is clasped, knuckles kissed and Ignis makes a soft noise in response. He isn't guilty, but it's a close sibling to that feeling at this point, watching Noctis against the covers, sweet and concerned. Gently, after pressing a chaste kiss to Noctis' lips, ]
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[ Ignis' voice is soft, not quite chastising but close as he leans over in the dim lighting. The moonlight creeping through the window paints him in shades of eerie light, glinting off the glasses he left on the nightstand. ]
I left because I could not handle things as they were.
[ He left for his own peace of mind, for his own sanity. Noctis never 'left him lonely' intentionally; he served his country, did his duty, just like he'd done for the last thirty odd years. His hand is clasped, knuckles kissed and Ignis makes a soft noise in response. He isn't guilty, but it's a close sibling to that feeling at this point, watching Noctis against the covers, sweet and concerned. Gently, after pressing a chaste kiss to Noctis' lips, ]
One day at a time, darling. Get some rest.