[ The hunt went off without any issues, especially after he'd found his other dagger on the ground, this time, he'd stuck to Noctis' side and it felt like the old days. He was taken back to fifteen years ago, fighting along with Noctis like it was natural. He put the anak mean with the supplies then they had made their way towards Hammerhead, Ignis had wanted to keep it short and brief, quick in and out of Takka's diner, then fill up the gas tank, Ignis completely forgetting to get a can of Ebony.
He couldn't relax at first, tense as they got on the road considering the second terrorist had tracked them from Hammerhead, but he wasn't noticing any cars following them this time. After he and Noctis switched places, Ignis felt more in his element being behind the wheel and he kept glancing over at him out of the corner of his eye, noticing him relaxing. Ignis tried to follow suit, but seeing Noctis relax helped him out greatly and by the time they reached Lestallum, Ignis felt better. During the drive, he'd notice Noctis making small comments here and there, like he was recalling small things - though he did raise an eyebrow at Noctis saying that Prompto nearly feeding him to a catoblepas, he hadn't heard about that one. He didn't ask about it, but mentally filed it away for later once Noctis had gotten his memories back or to ask Prompto about it next time he saw him.
In Lestallum, he was taken back to their shared dream and that must have helped Noctis out finding stores that he needed to get a pair of gloves and contacts. Even though the crowd was quite large, a ping of worry was creeping into the back of mind of someone might be watching them, but he pushed it aside. No one would be dumb enough to try anything in a city this crowded. It was only once in the Leville that Ignis was able to fully relax, though tired from their journey - the lack of Ebony doesn't help there either.
He's leaning against the bathroom's doorway, a look of amusement on his face as he watches Noctis struggle to get the contacts in. He's been at it for a good twenty minutes or more. Contacts aren't his thing personally, Ignis has always been a glasses guy, but he isn't wearing them now.
He slips behind Noctis and just like in their shared dream, he wraps an arm around his, carefully slipping his hand on the back of Noctis'. He can tell that Noct is getting frustrated with getting the contacts in so he's hoping that this relaxes him a bit and this might be his way of trolling Noctis a bit. He's missed fun, especially after the past few days. ]
Don't tell me that you're going to let a contact beat you. [ His tone playful yet challenging - he hadn't meant to challenge Noctis when he drank half a can of Ebony in the shared dream, but now he is, hoping that helps as well. He knows that Noctis wants to hide his eye from people and blend in better, Ignis jacket has been helping wonders with that. ]
You have this, Noct. [ Then he release Noct's arm and steps back, releaning against the doors frame and just watching. ]
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He couldn't relax at first, tense as they got on the road considering the second terrorist had tracked them from Hammerhead, but he wasn't noticing any cars following them this time. After he and Noctis switched places, Ignis felt more in his element being behind the wheel and he kept glancing over at him out of the corner of his eye, noticing him relaxing. Ignis tried to follow suit, but seeing Noctis relax helped him out greatly and by the time they reached Lestallum, Ignis felt better. During the drive, he'd notice Noctis making small comments here and there, like he was recalling small things - though he did raise an eyebrow at Noctis saying that Prompto nearly feeding him to a catoblepas, he hadn't heard about that one. He didn't ask about it, but mentally filed it away for later once Noctis had gotten his memories back or to ask Prompto about it next time he saw him.
In Lestallum, he was taken back to their shared dream and that must have helped Noctis out finding stores that he needed to get a pair of gloves and contacts. Even though the crowd was quite large, a ping of worry was creeping into the back of mind of someone might be watching them, but he pushed it aside. No one would be dumb enough to try anything in a city this crowded. It was only once in the Leville that Ignis was able to fully relax, though tired from their journey - the lack of Ebony doesn't help there either.
He's leaning against the bathroom's doorway, a look of amusement on his face as he watches Noctis struggle to get the contacts in. He's been at it for a good twenty minutes or more. Contacts aren't his thing personally, Ignis has always been a glasses guy, but he isn't wearing them now.
He slips behind Noctis and just like in their shared dream, he wraps an arm around his, carefully slipping his hand on the back of Noctis'. He can tell that Noct is getting frustrated with getting the contacts in so he's hoping that this relaxes him a bit and this might be his way of trolling Noctis a bit. He's missed fun, especially after the past few days. ]
Don't tell me that you're going to let a contact beat you. [ His tone playful yet challenging - he hadn't meant to challenge Noctis when he drank half a can of Ebony in the shared dream, but now he is, hoping that helps as well. He knows that Noctis wants to hide his eye from people and blend in better, Ignis jacket has been helping wonders with that. ]
You have this, Noct. [ Then he release Noct's arm and steps back, releaning against the doors frame and just watching. ]