[ Whatever he expected, it's not that, though he supposes that he probably should have. Ignis resists the urge to turn and examine it; it isn't as if he hasn't seen it multiple times given that he was born with it.
Still, the compliment is...appreciated, in a way. Ignis barely resists the urge to laugh once more and instead heads to the door when Gladiolus (he assumes) knocks. A set of straws is passed to him in a little cardboard box along with Gladiolus' lopsided smirk, though he closes the door on that.
One straw is placed in the drink and then Ignis comes back to the bed with ice water, settling on the bed next to him once more, careful to make certain it doesn't jostle too much with the weight of him settling. ]
You do, though I'm not quite certain I've ever had the compulsion to do so.
[ Gently, he slides a hand under where pillow meets the back of Noctis' head and eases the water glass closer. ]
Easy, now. Take a few sips of this and then we'll debate pet names and their uses.
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Still, the compliment is...appreciated, in a way. Ignis barely resists the urge to laugh once more and instead heads to the door when Gladiolus (he assumes) knocks. A set of straws is passed to him in a little cardboard box along with Gladiolus' lopsided smirk, though he closes the door on that.
One straw is placed in the drink and then Ignis comes back to the bed with ice water, settling on the bed next to him once more, careful to make certain it doesn't jostle too much with the weight of him settling. ]
You do, though I'm not quite certain I've ever had the compulsion to do so.
[ Gently, he slides a hand under where pillow meets the back of Noctis' head and eases the water glass closer. ]
Easy, now. Take a few sips of this and then we'll debate pet names and their uses.