Uh -- thanks. [ Of all the things Noctis expects Ignis to say, hearing 'You're handsome' isn't actually on the list, and for a few moments he's caught off guard. He recovers quickly enough, never forgetting the flash of profound, deep disappointment he thought he'd seen in his eyes earlier. What was it about, is it even safe to ask? Ignis keeps his secrets locked deep these days, even though he'd been slowly, slowly starting to open up at a little.
Or, at least, he isn't hostile; not that Noctis could blame him if he did -- between the medical team, the therapists, Noctis wouldn't be surprised if he suddenly snaps. He stays by his side, silent but within reach if and when Ignis needs him, he contemplates how their roles have reversed, and how much he doesn't care that kings shouldn't be this open and vulnerable in the face of their ex-Chamberlains.
The medical team have seen fit to excuse themselves once the standard checks are done, Noctis patiently waiting for them to take their leave. This seems like it will lead to a private, private conversation not for people who have no business with their personal talks. ]
That's good. [ Good, because Ignis can now see, and Noctis feels a weight lift from his shoulders, a tension he never knew had always been there. Ignis is getting better, and soon the rest will fall into place, slowly but surely. Squaring his shoulders now that the team have left the both of them to their devices, he shifts a little closer. ] Are you okay? You looked... devastated, for a moment there.
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Or, at least, he isn't hostile; not that Noctis could blame him if he did -- between the medical team, the therapists, Noctis wouldn't be surprised if he suddenly snaps. He stays by his side, silent but within reach if and when Ignis needs him, he contemplates how their roles have reversed, and how much he doesn't care that kings shouldn't be this open and vulnerable in the face of their ex-Chamberlains.
The medical team have seen fit to excuse themselves once the standard checks are done, Noctis patiently waiting for them to take their leave. This seems like it will lead to a private, private conversation not for people who have no business with their personal talks. ]
That's good. [ Good, because Ignis can now see, and Noctis feels a weight lift from his shoulders, a tension he never knew had always been there. Ignis is getting better, and soon the rest will fall into place, slowly but surely. Squaring his shoulders now that the team have left the both of them to their devices, he shifts a little closer. ] Are you okay? You looked... devastated, for a moment there.
[ Or is it just a trick of the light? ]