[ It's Pink that follows him out, it's Pink that absorbs everyone else -- who smiles at him serenely and he feels a weight off his chest, the ache of it dissipated. Perhaps now Ignis will understand better, deeper, what it's like to be known for who he is, not what he can do.
He loves everything, and it seems like all of what Ignis is, every facet of him loves him too.
He's out in the blink of an eye, Pink's small hand disappearing from his, and he takes a moment to adjust, disoriented and oddly... moved. Something powerful just happened in there, something that shifted their hearts, just a little, lending Noctis a deeper insight into Ignis' psyche.
Funnily enough, he misses Pink. He rubs at his eyes. ]
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He loves everything, and it seems like all of what Ignis is, every facet of him loves him too.
He's out in the blink of an eye, Pink's small hand disappearing from his, and he takes a moment to adjust, disoriented and oddly... moved. Something powerful just happened in there, something that shifted their hearts, just a little, lending Noctis a deeper insight into Ignis' psyche.
Funnily enough, he misses Pink. He rubs at his eyes. ]
Ignis...?