[ joke's on you, ignis. every 'you' is the 'you' that noctis wants. he's forced to stop and look at him, surprise and distress flickering in his eyes -- not for himself, no. ]
Ignis, you haven't done any terrible thing. [ had he made it seem that way? no, no and no, he didn't mean it that way. the last thing he wants to do is to make ignis feel like he's done something wrong. he reaches out to tentatively touch ignis' hand, trying to reassure him. ]
You haven't done anything wrong. If I made you feel that way, I'm sorry.
[ see, noctis has even grown up in his year, too. he's apologising, communicating like a normal person would even if it's a touch stilted and awkward. ] What did you -- what did you want to know?
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Ignis, you haven't done any terrible thing. [ had he made it seem that way? no, no and no, he didn't mean it that way. the last thing he wants to do is to make ignis feel like he's done something wrong. he reaches out to tentatively touch ignis' hand, trying to reassure him. ]
You haven't done anything wrong. If I made you feel that way, I'm sorry.
[ see, noctis has even grown up in his year, too. he's apologising, communicating like a normal person would even if it's a touch stilted and awkward. ] What did you -- what did you want to know?