Fourteen. Astrals, how much time they've wasted! Ignis knew it was a lot, but...and even more then for Gladio because of those 10 long years between when he is from and when the Shield is from.
Ignis unwraps his arm from his waist to bat the tears away from his own eyes even as Gladio can do no more than let his fall, "Shh... Please. Stop saying you're sorry. You're only human, and just as flawed as I am. We have to stop trying to be so perfect all the time before it destroys us."
Of course, he knows that's easier said than done. Perhaps that is why he pulls himself to his feet, tucks the letter and the shell into his pocket and then sends Rory back off to the cottage with a soft command. The firebird seems a little reluctant, but he's been training her since the incident with Gladio and the shower. She's less hair trigger now, though she still makes it clear, before she flies back to the cottage, that she doesn't really wish to leave her human alone when he's so upset.
Well, he's not going to be alone for long. Ignis just doesn't have anyway to tell her that.
Though it really doesn't take long to make it to the shack Gladio's been holing himself up in, the time that passes still seems too long. Ignis barely bothers to knock before sliding inside, ending their call by dropping the stone into his pocket and following the sound of Gladio's sniffling and unsteady breathing to him. Long legs fold underneath him and then he's holding his arms out.
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Ignis unwraps his arm from his waist to bat the tears away from his own eyes even as Gladio can do no more than let his fall, "Shh... Please. Stop saying you're sorry. You're only human, and just as flawed as I am. We have to stop trying to be so perfect all the time before it destroys us."
Of course, he knows that's easier said than done. Perhaps that is why he pulls himself to his feet, tucks the letter and the shell into his pocket and then sends Rory back off to the cottage with a soft command. The firebird seems a little reluctant, but he's been training her since the incident with Gladio and the shower. She's less hair trigger now, though she still makes it clear, before she flies back to the cottage, that she doesn't really wish to leave her human alone when he's so upset.
Well, he's not going to be alone for long. Ignis just doesn't have anyway to tell her that.
Though it really doesn't take long to make it to the shack Gladio's been holing himself up in, the time that passes still seems too long. Ignis barely bothers to knock before sliding inside, ending their call by dropping the stone into his pocket and following the sound of Gladio's sniffling and unsteady breathing to him. Long legs fold underneath him and then he's holding his arms out.
"I'm here."