Here, and totally awake.

[ Noctis' heart is pounding despite himself as he sits up and wraps his arms tightly around Ignis, taking him wholly into his embrace and murmuring soft words, pressing his lips to his clammy forehead and squeezing. There, see? Corpses can't do any squeezing, can't want to hug the hell out of you and make sure every shadow, every demon is vanquished. ]

Broke the world record in waking me up, too. [ Noctis tries to lighten the mood with a quip, tries to distract him, soothe over what has so obviously left him completely shaken. It's a terrifying thing, nightmares, and this one seems to be a doozy. He presses into his hand, not entirely sure what Ignis is doing but happy to prove to him that yes, he still has a beating heart, and he's tucking his lover into his arms, protective and fierce. ] Iggy. I'm always going to be here, okay? With you. Always with you. I'm not going anywhere. [ Another kiss to his forehead, his hand rubbing soothing circles over his back. He has to be strong for Ignis now, be the rock -- Ignis has woken him up from so many nightmares, so many terrible things; it's his turn to do the same.

Soft and steady, he nsoes against him. ]

Do you want to talk about it?