[ How can he ask him that? How can he ask him to think of himself first if Ignis is in danger or in pain? The thought of it sets his teeth on edge; he can't turn away from him, he can't promise that -- he wouldn't forgive himself if he can't do anything to save Ignis, whether it's from himself, the wolf, or whoever that might end up hunting him.
He makes a soft, angrily defiant little noise, snapping. ]
Don't fuck around, Iggy! You know I'll never agree. What the hell are you even thinking, asking me that?
[ What's he supposed to do, stand by and watch? Keep himself safe at Ignis' expense? Either they're both safe or not at all. ]
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He makes a soft, angrily defiant little noise, snapping. ]
Don't fuck around, Iggy! You know I'll never agree. What the hell are you even thinking, asking me that?
[ What's he supposed to do, stand by and watch? Keep himself safe at Ignis' expense? Either they're both safe or not at all. ]