[ Part of him thinks to keep it secret - Noctis doesn't need to know the comings and goings of the people Ignis attempts to date and is wildly unsuccessful with. There's no holding to do that, though, he knows. Noctis is, as ever, his weak point, his blind spot, and this isn't something that he necessarily wants to keep hidden from him. ]
Aranea.
[ It's a quiet confirmation as he tugs the robe closed the rest of the way and ties it in place. His clothing is settled to be washed, now, which means he really, desperately needs a shower because his skin is tacky with sweat and it's desperately uncomfortable. Noctis still stands there, though, looking almost lost standing in a bedroom that once Ignis had invited him into whenever he liked, that they'd done everything in, retreating to Noctis' bed for the clean covers.
Now that he's covered, it's easier to go over to Noctis and touches his arm lightly. ]
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Aranea.
[ It's a quiet confirmation as he tugs the robe closed the rest of the way and ties it in place. His clothing is settled to be washed, now, which means he really, desperately needs a shower because his skin is tacky with sweat and it's desperately uncomfortable. Noctis still stands there, though, looking almost lost standing in a bedroom that once Ignis had invited him into whenever he liked, that they'd done everything in, retreating to Noctis' bed for the clean covers.
Now that he's covered, it's easier to go over to Noctis and touches his arm lightly. ]
Would you want really want to know if it is?