Here. [The answer comes from around the side of the cottage and is followed a few moments later by Ignis himself, brushing dirt from his gloves as he'd just been finishing up work in his garden when he heard the soft inquiry. There is concern on his face, for he is well aware of how much Ardyn dislikes coming here. The last time had been when they were both near dead because of their foolish needs to keep everything locked up inside.
...
Right, and thinking about that really doesn't help ease his concerns, so instead of thinking more, he carefully makes his way toward the redhead.]
We're alone for now, beloved monster. Is something wrong?
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[The answer comes from around the side of the cottage and is followed a few moments later by Ignis himself, brushing dirt from his gloves as he'd just been finishing up work in his garden when he heard the soft inquiry. There is concern on his face, for he is well aware of how much Ardyn dislikes coming here. The last time had been when they were both near dead because of their foolish needs to keep everything locked up inside.
...
Right, and thinking about that really doesn't help ease his concerns, so instead of thinking more, he carefully makes his way toward the redhead.]
We're alone for now, beloved monster. Is something wrong?