[The shiver of magic, the soothing coolness of it, the way the bleeding slows. It all ends up with him slumping more heavily against the wall. Not for the first time he curses himself for not taking more interest in the magic side of things. This would be so much easier if he could share the burden with Ignis, or not have had to bother him at all.
He shifts, reaches out a hand to settle over Ignis' wrist. His hands are bloody but he needs to touch him. It won't help he knows that, not really, but he needs to show Ignis that he's okay, they both are.]
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He shifts, reaches out a hand to settle over Ignis' wrist. His hands are bloody but he needs to touch him. It won't help he knows that, not really, but he needs to show Ignis that he's okay, they both are.]
It's okay. Just do it.