[ It'll take probably ten minutes for him to decide he's too warm for the blankets, but Ignis appreciates that Noctis plays along with this. Less appreciated is the way his chin is tugged up to look at Noctis and he has to fight the urge to look away, unable, unwilling to look at him but forcing himself to do it anyway. It's the least he owes Noctis.
Of course when he delves into more detail, Ignis wants to look away all over again. How does he begin to explain that it's not the same thing? The loss of a life is a tragedy in almost every case, but Ignis is no fool. If lives were to be weighed, one against another over and over, he knows that Noctis' own would weigh the most, be the most valuable. It's not something to pity himself for, it's simply fact. The world needs Noctis.
Noctis and the world do not need Ignis. There's a quiet certainty in that, and a relief in knowing his own value. Still, Noctis' sweetness isn't something he ought to ignore, especially while sick. ]
We'll have to agree to disagree. [ He says it as gently as he can, turning his head back down until he's looking at the blankets, listening to the steady thump-THUMP of Noctis' heart under his ear. ] Either way; I've no intention of dying or letting you die now, or any time in the future.
l m f a o tbh this could turn into the argument.
Of course when he delves into more detail, Ignis wants to look away all over again. How does he begin to explain that it's not the same thing? The loss of a life is a tragedy in almost every case, but Ignis is no fool. If lives were to be weighed, one against another over and over, he knows that Noctis' own would weigh the most, be the most valuable. It's not something to pity himself for, it's simply fact. The world needs Noctis.
Noctis and the world do not need Ignis. There's a quiet certainty in that, and a relief in knowing his own value. Still, Noctis' sweetness isn't something he ought to ignore, especially while sick. ]
We'll have to agree to disagree. [ He says it as gently as he can, turning his head back down until he's looking at the blankets, listening to the steady thump-THUMP of Noctis' heart under his ear. ] Either way; I've no intention of dying or letting you die now, or any time in the future.