[ It's the tiny, shuddered exhale of breath that really gets him. Noctis pulls Ignis into his arms, and he holds him. He focuses on breathing, in the hopes that Ignis will match, to keep him calm in case he breaks. ]
He saved your life?
[ He doesn't pull away, but he sounds so surprised. ]
Even with the scourge, he saved you. That's... something else.
[ Hints of the kind and noble king, pushing to the surface. ]
no subject
He saved your life?
[ He doesn't pull away, but he sounds so surprised. ]
Even with the scourge, he saved you. That's... something else.
[ Hints of the kind and noble king, pushing to the surface. ]