[ But I know you, he wants to say. And I've loved you before I even knew what love is.
But that's not appropriate to say, and it'll probably make him run for the hills, and Noctis only makes a soft noise at the gentle censure, so much like Ignis that it hurts his heart to hear. He will come back one day, he thinks. One day, he will remember everything, and Noctis will be there when he does. And even if he doesn't, Noctis will love him anyway.
He follows him with his gaze when Ignis moves around his apartment, rising after a few moments with intent to help. Not that he thinks him incapable, but that it seems like something that'll keep him distracted from his thoughts. ]
Can you believe that it only gets that way around you?
[ He asks wryly. Not entirely true, because he understands the necessity of justice tampered by mercy, but true enough. Moving towards him, he looks down at the items he's packing. ]
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But that's not appropriate to say, and it'll probably make him run for the hills, and Noctis only makes a soft noise at the gentle censure, so much like Ignis that it hurts his heart to hear. He will come back one day, he thinks. One day, he will remember everything, and Noctis will be there when he does. And even if he doesn't, Noctis will love him anyway.
He follows him with his gaze when Ignis moves around his apartment, rising after a few moments with intent to help. Not that he thinks him incapable, but that it seems like something that'll keep him distracted from his thoughts. ]
Can you believe that it only gets that way around you?
[ He asks wryly. Not entirely true, because he understands the necessity of justice tampered by mercy, but true enough. Moving towards him, he looks down at the items he's packing. ]
Can I help?