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[shatteredlenses]

 

This is Ignis.  Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.  Storyteller willing, I may actually be able to read messages left for me soon.
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And, no, your Highness, this doesn't mean I will be too busy to make sure you eat your vegetables. 

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[shatteredlenses]

[Ignis wasn't one who generally made a bit deal of his own birthday, though considering this was now the second he had spent on the island, his mind did linger on it a little more than it usually would have when he woke. How could so much time have passed? What did all the changes mean when they still knew so little about the island and those who brought them there?

It was fortunate that Gladio had woken not long after he'd started to ponder those thoughts and had given him something much more pleasant to think about.

Now, though, while he doesn't resist the pull toward the mana pool, he does give the Shield a wary look.]

Gladio, you just spend a good deal of favors on me. I really hope you didn't spend more so soon.

[piercetheheart]

Don’t worry babe, this is all hard work.

[Hard work at the lighthouse where Gladio has always spent plenty of time. Nothing at all suspicious about him being over there a few extra hours over the last few days. It’s a path they all travel quite regularly so it will be familiar to Ignis, as soon as they go through the pool and the sounds of the livestock can be heard in the distance, birds cooing nearby, One of the bludrocs being exceptionally loud now she’s gone broody.]

I can handle a few things without Tory’s help y’know.

[shatteredlenses]

Of course you can. I'm not doubting that, but...

[Ignis lets the sentence trail off more than a little flustered and glad that traveling through the mana pool gives him a few moments to gather himself again. He's not used to being given so much so quickly. Usually, he's the one doing the giving.]

The lighthouse? Well, no wonder I didn't notice that you were up to no good.