[He understands, logically he does. It probably doesn't help that he is such a physically imposing man. But it's been so long since they've had to be worried about other people (except Ardyn) that he's forgotten the level of paranoia that goes along with the political structures.
It's a strange realization that, for how paranoid he can be, it's always situational, environmental. He expects attacks from outside but he's long stopped seeing people as a threat.
He tips his head, pressing his face into Ignis' hand, perhaps a gentle reminder that this is not the same man Ignis is entirely used to.]
I understand... I just don't like it. [A huff and he closes his eyes, relaxes into Ignis' touch, slumps heavily against the wall.]
Ig...? I'm tired. [Exhausted from the blood loss and the crash after so much adrenaline. It was starting to get difficult to keep his eyes open but he knew he had to. At least until he was fully patched up.]
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It's a strange realization that, for how paranoid he can be, it's always situational, environmental. He expects attacks from outside but he's long stopped seeing people as a threat.
He tips his head, pressing his face into Ignis' hand, perhaps a gentle reminder that this is not the same man Ignis is entirely used to.]
I understand... I just don't like it. [A huff and he closes his eyes, relaxes into Ignis' touch, slumps heavily against the wall.]
Ig...? I'm tired. [Exhausted from the blood loss and the crash after so much adrenaline. It was starting to get difficult to keep his eyes open but he knew he had to. At least until he was fully patched up.]