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Even though Gladio told him just how long he had before the glasses' magic would be spent and he would lose his vision again, Ignis can't help but want to move quickly. There is so much he wants to see. So many he needs to track down. Noctis. Prompto. Ardyn...

Gladio is right thought. When two of the three people he wants to find the most likely to be at the cottage, going there first is the best plan. Sure enough, while Noctis seems to be out, Prompto isn't.

Something pulls painfully at his heart, though, when he hears that soft, almost dejected 'hey.' He can't help but just watch the blonde for a few seconds before coming to a decision and crossing the room. Ignoring the fact that he's probably about to cause Prompto to ruin whatever he's working on, Ignis wraps his arms around the blonde and then chuckles softly in his ear.

"Prompto. I can see you!"

It didn't strike him as odd at first. Ignis had gotten pretty good at moving around in the year plus they'd been on the island.

And then Iggy kept getting closer. Moreso than he'd usually get, being a little on the formal or physically shy side with them often. He jumped when Ignis hugged him. Confused. Not upset - of course he never minded if Ignis wanted a hug. It was just so unlike him to give sudden cuddles. His fingers lost their place on the fronds as he place a hand over Ignis' arm.

"Wah...?" the initial shock fading away, Ignis' words began to sink in, and excitement seeped into his voice, "You can see?"

As if he had to confirm it for himself he looked up at Iggy's eyes. When had this happened? "Seriously? Dude, Iggy..."

Naturally he was happy for him. So much so that it was a little overwhelming. His smile wavered as his eyes moistened and he pushed himself up straighter so that he could wrap his arms around him, whether it was to give him a hug back or to hide the fact that he was about to cry. His project was long forgotten and dropped by the side.

Of course, he didn't know this was temporary.

Ignis probably should have warned Prompto considering how out of character he's acting. It's almost as if the two of them have switched personalities--Prompto quiet and reserved and Ignis bubbling with excitement. He just can't help it. How long has it been since he's felt this truly happy?

Eventually, as Prompto returns the hug, Ignis pulls his emotions bit more back under control, careful not to knock the sunglasses from his face as he rests it against the blonde's hair.

"Gladio has been plotting behind my back," Ignis' words are fondly exasperated. "He went to the Storyteller and asked for a charm much like what I asked for to give Ardyn back his sense of taste. Only this was to give me back my sight. It's only for a few hours a month, but..."

He trails off with a soft laugh, not really feeling the need to finish the sentence. A few hours a month is such a short time, but it's also infinitely more than he ever should have had.

"Oh." Not permanent. But still really good. Even as Ignis acclimated to his new way of living, Prompto never wanted to see his friend hurt or struggle through something. And then there were little things, like not being able to show him his pictures anymore. Sometimes he didn't know if he should ask the others if they wanted to see them, because he didn't want to leave Iggy out.

"But every month?" He loosened his grip to sit back. That wasn't a huge amount of time to take Ignis everywhere. "I could try and take pics of everything for you to see."

For information, and to share every pretty thing he saw that they wouldn't be able to show him in person. He glanced over at his camera and picked it up. "I've got some new pics. I didn't know you'd get to see them, though..."

So he hadn't focused on taking things for Iggy.

"Every month, though we must devote a few stories to recharging them." Honestly, for what they do, Ignis isn't surprised by the limitation or the recharge cost. He probably should save their use for times when something very serious is going down, but at the same time, he has grown better at moving and even fighting without his sight. Perhaps it would be better to save them for times when he can enjoy his returned vision with the others?

Something to think about later. For now, there are pictures to be viewed!

"You don't have to take pictures of everything, Prompto. That would be impossible. Take pictures of what you would like to show me and that will be fine. I will be grateful to see whatever you manage to capture. Now, what will we be starting today's viewing with?"

"Dude, I'll help donate."

Even if it was temporary it'd be worth it to give Iggy that time. Logically, he knew they could get equipment or other things with their stories, but it didn't seem to matter in comparison.

And now he had a new goal. He had to find things that he wanted Iggy to see. Maybe he would make things to show Iggy. Now he was always going to be scanning for neat things to show him.

"Let's see, the last time was back when we were up on that floating island? I guess that makes it easy, 'cause I took a pic of Enso from up there, so we could start from there..."

Scooching close to him, he started flipping through his pics to get to the newer ones. As usual, he took them constantly, so there was a lot of share. Of people. Of places. And sometimes, just neat things that caught Prompto's eye.

"This way you can still see the islands when they're gone, too!" With how they came and went so often, no doubt Iggy wouldn't get a chance to see them with his own eyes very often. "Got some pics of us, too... Oh, does Noct know yet?"

"We can talk about donating later." A few months ago an answer like that would have been Ignis-speak for 'no,' but for now it is merely a request. He doesn't want to waste time he could be seeing things debating if stories should be used to recharge the glasses--let alone stories that aren't his. It will be just as easy to talk about it once his sight has faded again.

Ignis nods to indicate Prompto is correct in his assumption of their starting point and then focuses his full attention on the pictures as the blonde scrolls through them. When they come to a certain set of pictures that features a sleeping Ardyn holding him in a death grip, Ignis can't help but mutter under his breath in an amused tone, "He really is quite the cuddler when he just lets himself be so."

Belatedly, he remembers how uncomfortable the whole thing had made Prompto and he gives the blonde an apologetic smile before shifting the topic to someone the sharpshooter is much more comfortable talking about.

"Not yet. I was hoping he would be here with you, but it appears he's wandered off for a bit. He didn't happen to tell you where he was going, did he?"

"Nah, but I didn't get the impression he was going far. I thought he was going out to grab something or pee or something."

Nothing major as far as he knew. "You'll def have to see him before time runs out." Did he even need to say that? Ignis would naturally want to see Noct again. He was practically his baby.

He let out the softest, amused snort before even asking his question, looking up at Iggy with a cheeky grin, "So, how do I look? Am I still a stud?"

"I will. If he doesn't return before we are ready to leave, I'll go looking for him. We have several hours, fortunately," Ignis doesn't sound worried at the moment, especially with Prompto assuring him that Noctis hasn't gone far.

Speaking of said blonde, Ignis gives him a long, serious look once he's asked his question. He contemplates his answer for several moments before speaking in a very level voice.

"Prompto, you have always been and always will be...a chocobo."

Sorry, bro.

"Come on!" Could he never win? So cruel, Iggy. He figured, with Iggy liking dudes, he might be able to get something.

He paused to think for a moment, gears turning as his eyes gazed turned towards the sky.

"...Well, if I'm anything like Coco, then I'd be surrounded by girls."

Maybe that wasn't so bad.

"Man, I kinda wish I had some sort of heads up. Not even sure what to do, but I don't want to waste any of our time. I almost... I almost just wanna sit down by the campfire with everyone and talk. Just like old times."

A small, apologetic smile crosses Ignis' face, though it lasts only a moment before Prompto's words have him laughing.

"Well, if it's any consolation, you are much cuter than Coco is."

So, there is that.

"That would be nice, wouldn't it? But there is always next time, Prompto, and we don't want to waste time worrying about what to do. We should just do what comes to us."

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