( he eyes him for a moment, tasting that bitterness on his tongue, before setting the essay down on the table with a soft smack. honestly? if cor hadn't denied him the ability to leave, if he hadn't insisted ignis stick around and make things better with noctis, he'd probably be well on his way back to altissia. even he can feel how poor that thinking is, but it doesn't stop the emotions from running through his head — they liked him there. hell, they loved him there. no one ever gave him an attitude. no one ever got angry.
but. he's here, and he's attempting to make the most of it. noctis is, after all, his oldest and closest friend, regardless of how strained their relationship has become in the blink of an eye — he still cares for him, even though noctis is really making it difficult, right now. crossing his arms over his chest, ignis shakes his head, frowning. )
It's gibberish, Noct. You'd be better using it for kindling than turning it in for a grade.
( he believes noctis has given up. that this is all a product of him not trying anymore, not applying himself, not living up to his full potential. that frustrates ignis more than words could say — watching his prince become lazier and lazier, while he was away. huffing a bit, ignis turns on his heels and moves back into the kitchen. anger means he has to commit his hands to doing something other than punching a wall, and he's willing to bet noctis hasn't eaten yet, anyway. )
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but. he's here, and he's attempting to make the most of it. noctis is, after all, his oldest and closest friend, regardless of how strained their relationship has become in the blink of an eye — he still cares for him, even though noctis is really making it difficult, right now. crossing his arms over his chest, ignis shakes his head, frowning. )
It's gibberish, Noct. You'd be better using it for kindling than turning it in for a grade.
( he believes noctis has given up. that this is all a product of him not trying anymore, not applying himself, not living up to his full potential. that frustrates ignis more than words could say — watching his prince become lazier and lazier, while he was away. huffing a bit, ignis turns on his heels and moves back into the kitchen. anger means he has to commit his hands to doing something other than punching a wall, and he's willing to bet noctis hasn't eaten yet, anyway. )