LET'S PLAY {open post}

[nascere]

[ open. texts, messages, rp prompts and starters. gen & nsfw. ]

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[nascere]

[ It's all cool, Iggy, the meat looks good. The butcher even shows it to Noctis, who nods -- although granted, the prince has never actually done much grocery shopping in his life, if you didn't count junk food runs at the nearby convenience store.

With a hum, he sends a text to them both before contemplating just what is best to tell Ignis. His appetite hasn't been the greatest of late, but that particular development is going to do nothing but make Ignis worry. ]

Yeah. [ He lies, and instead of elaborating (he's always terrible at it), he turns to the butcher to pay, hoping that the distraction will let this pass. Meat wrapped and packed, transaction concludes, he quickly changes the subject. ] So, last stops -- canned stuff and camping supplies? I think that's on the other side of the market.

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Canned items and camping supplies.

[ Ignis repeats with a nod, touching fingertips to the edge of the stall to reorient himself as to where everything is. When he locates the corner, he faces the correct direction, not quite sure if Noctis meant for him to hang off of his arm the entire day. It was sweet, initially, but the market isn't so crowded that he needs help and reminding Noctis of what he's lacking isn't something he's particularly thrilled about.

Accepting help intermittently is better than becoming dependent, especially when they still need to keep moving forward; Ignis has a job to do, much as the idea of it makes his heart ache, he'll see it through. ]

It's close enough to the hotel; we can drop our items off and while there, we can check if you need any additional pieces of clothing or any items mended.