[How does he feel... how does he feel. He shifts a bit, moving his arm carefully- the one that had been stabbed. It still hurts, but less than he'd have expected.]
...Better, I think. Or better than yesterday at least.
[The name doesn't ring any bells, either when Ignis says it or when he echoes it back. He hadn't expected it to, but he's not sure if it should. Regardless, he shakes it off.]
Um, I could eat.
[He's not sure if Messengers can die of starvation or anything like that, it isn't as if Gentiana gave him a primer on how to live this way. It would be weird if he didn't eat, though, so he may as well live normally. It's... his life, after all.
The thought still leaves him kind of giddy, even after everything that's happened.]
[Noctis files that name away for later, then, recognizing its importance. Whatever happened in the past, he saved them this time.]
I think so. Hang on...
[He shifts carefully, pushing back against the bed, and with Ignis' help he's able to sit upright. He doesn't immediately collapse afterwards, nor does he feel like he's about to. That's a good sign.]
Dunno. Know where we can find a book on Messenger healthcare?
[His tone is tired but a little playful; he's almost certain no such book would exist. The Messengers are in some ways more mysterious than the Astrals themselves. Rarely do they interact with the common populace, nevermind let humans examine them. This is likely one of the longest stretches of time that a Messenger has ever stayed around a mortal, besides... Gentiana? The... dogs...? He blinks a few times, on the fringe of a memory and trying to chase it.
Beneath the bandages, the wounds have healed about twice as fast as they should have. Still there, but long-finished bleeding and starting to scab over.]
[ Though he glances at Noct's face, smiling in the process. Then he goes back to checking out the rest of the wounds, pleased at what he sees. Once he's done, Ignis moves over to Noctis' side, taking one of his hands in his. ]
[Noctis holds on to Ignis and shuffles forward with help, moving to the edge of the bed. It takes some effort, and definitely balancing from Ignis, but he's able to stand and, after a pause to let his body adjust to the weight, takes a few wobbly steps.]
...Might need help for a bit, but... looks like yeah?
[ Ignis gently gets an arm around Noctis' shoulders for support and helps him take a few steps. ]
Did it hurt to move?
[ In any case, he turns his head to plant a kiss on Noctis' cheek before he pulls back a bit. He keeps his grip on Noct's shoulders, always careful about the wounds there. ]
[Noctis winces, feeling guilty for his paranoia now. He's in no state to go walking around town, but sitting here and going hungry isn't an option either. They already ate the leftovers.]
Um... you don't have to...
[There has to be a better option, but he's too new to the city in this era - or, well, at all, since his memories are gone - he's not sure what to suggest. What does come to mind is potentially a solution for this nervousness.]
[That... actually does sound better, now that he knows it's an option. He'd like for them each to have a phone, in case they get separated again, but while he's resting in the hotel it's a good temporary solution. After considering it for a few moment, he nods.]
If you promise to be careful. And call if something happens, I'll crawl there if I have to.
[He's not letting anything happen again. His heart can't take any more, and he doesn't even know if he has a real one.]
[ Ignis plants a small kiss on Noct's cheek before he lets go and moves about the room to find a pen and paper, writing down his number. He slips it into Noctis' hands. ]
I promise I'll be careful.
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[ The first thing Ignis does, is snatch his phone from the car, and checks out the trunk. Ah, he did spy out fishing gear so that's one thing down.
He quickly makes his way back to the market place in town, not just to grab them food, but to grab ingredients for Noctis' birthday that he wants to do. He has a real good idea of where to go next, assuming they're in the clear. He hasn't said anything to Noctis yet, but only after they hear from Dave.
He has a bag of ingredients slung on his arm while he's waiting for their food. This is taking a little longer than he thought he would. He'd meant to be quick about this so he sighs heavily, taking his phone out and dialing up Noctis at the hotel. He noted their room number. ]
[Noctis tries to rest, since he knows that he needs it, but mostly he just lies at the edge of the bed near the nightstand, the paper clutched in one hand, eyes closed as he listens. He might've dozed a little bit, but as soon as the phone rings he practically lunges for it, almost knocking the receiver to the floor in the process.]
[ Ignis is sitting at one of the tables, waiting on their food to be made. As the phone rings, he lifts up the bag and quickly checks that to make sure that he has everything he needs.
This caught the attention of a feline and that jumps up on the table with Ignis, meowing at him. He laughs softly, reaching out to pet the cat. ]
Noct? [ He exhales a soft relief himself, relieved to hear Noct's voice, he hadn't wished to be apart for too long. ] This is taking a little longer than I thought it would [ there's a meow heard here ] and it appears I've got company while I'm waiting.
[ Another meow as the cat brushes up against Ignis' hand, almost causing him to drop his phone. ]
Lestallum is quite busy during the day, you and I got lucky with the night crowd. [ He hadn't forgotten being shoulder to shoulder with people and while it's more or less cleared out after Noct's death, it's still quite the busy place to be. ] It shouldn't be too much longer, Noct.
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...Better, I think. Or better than yesterday at least.
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We're expecting company soon today, Dave, he helped me get us back here. He's covered our room for a few extra days.
[ Ignis just hopes that it's more good news. ]
Are you hungry, Noct?
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[The name doesn't ring any bells, either when Ignis says it or when he echoes it back. He hadn't expected it to, but he's not sure if it should. Regardless, he shakes it off.]
Um, I could eat.
[He's not sure if Messengers can die of starvation or anything like that, it isn't as if Gentiana gave him a primer on how to live this way. It would be weird if he didn't eat, though, so he may as well live normally. It's... his life, after all.
The thought still leaves him kind of giddy, even after everything that's happened.]
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[ Ignis is hungry himself, but first things first. ]
Let's check on your wounds. [ He untangles himself from Noctis and carefully slides off the bed. ] Are you able to sit up?
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I think so. Hang on...
[He shifts carefully, pushing back against the bed, and with Ignis' help he's able to sit upright. He doesn't immediately collapse afterwards, nor does he feel like he's about to. That's a good sign.]
Was I always a fast healer?
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Not this fast, no.
You're a Messenger, Noct. I wonder if that has anything to do with it.
[ Then he's moving to check on Noct's other wounds, being careful not to upset them. ]
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[His tone is tired but a little playful; he's almost certain no such book would exist. The Messengers are in some ways more mysterious than the Astrals themselves. Rarely do they interact with the common populace, nevermind let humans examine them. This is likely one of the longest stretches of time that a Messenger has ever stayed around a mortal, besides... Gentiana? The... dogs...? He blinks a few times, on the fringe of a memory and trying to chase it.
Beneath the bandages, the wounds have healed about twice as fast as they should have. Still there, but long-finished bleeding and starting to scab over.]
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[ Though he glances at Noct's face, smiling in the process. Then he goes back to checking out the rest of the wounds, pleased at what he sees. Once he's done, Ignis moves over to Noctis' side, taking one of his hands in his. ]
Let's see if you're able to walk okay.
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...Might need help for a bit, but... looks like yeah?
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Did it hurt to move?
[ In any case, he turns his head to plant a kiss on Noctis' cheek before he pulls back a bit. He keeps his grip on Noct's shoulders, always careful about the wounds there. ]
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[The perks of losing his memory is that he's somewhat less inclined to lie when he's in pain. His lips quirk upwards a little.]
You're kissing it better, doctor.
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If you're flirting with me, then it's working. [ He teases gently as he sits next to Noct. ]
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Will you be alright if I ran out to get us some food?
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[Before Ignis goes too far, though, Noctis catches his hand, holding him there with a frown.]
But... is it safe? Are there more of them out there? I don't want something to happen while I'm not with you.
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Dave's a hunter and he knows about the terrorist group, he wasn't.... thrilled to know that they've been after me. And now you.
I don't know if he recognized you.
I'm hoping that he'll bring us good news in that.
[ He exhales softy, quietly. ]
I'll stay, I don't want to put you through that worry.
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Um... you don't have to...
[There has to be a better option, but he's too new to the city in this era - or, well, at all, since his memories are gone - he's not sure what to suggest. What does come to mind is potentially a solution for this nervousness.]
...Ignis, can we get... phones?
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My phone is in the car, if you want, I can write down my number and you can call it from here.
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If you promise to be careful. And call if something happens, I'll crawl there if I have to.
[He's not letting anything happen again. His heart can't take any more, and he doesn't even know if he has a real one.]
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I promise I'll be careful.
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[ The first thing Ignis does, is snatch his phone from the car, and checks out the trunk. Ah, he did spy out fishing gear so that's one thing down.
He quickly makes his way back to the market place in town, not just to grab them food, but to grab ingredients for Noctis' birthday that he wants to do. He has a real good idea of where to go next, assuming they're in the clear. He hasn't said anything to Noctis yet, but only after they hear from Dave.
He has a bag of ingredients slung on his arm while he's waiting for their food. This is taking a little longer than he thought he would. He'd meant to be quick about this so he sighs heavily, taking his phone out and dialing up Noctis at the hotel. He noted their room number. ]
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Ignis?
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This caught the attention of a feline and that jumps up on the table with Ignis, meowing at him. He laughs softly, reaching out to pet the cat. ]
Noct? [ He exhales a soft relief himself, relieved to hear Noct's voice, he hadn't wished to be apart for too long. ] This is taking a little longer than I thought it would [ there's a meow heard here ] and it appears I've got company while I'm waiting.
[ Another meow as the cat brushes up against Ignis' hand, almost causing him to drop his phone. ]
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...Was that a cat?
[He almost sounds jealous.]
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Ignis lets out a small laugh. ]
Lestallum is quite busy during the day, you and I got lucky with the night crowd. [ He hadn't forgotten being shoulder to shoulder with people and while it's more or less cleared out after Noct's death, it's still quite the busy place to be. ] It shouldn't be too much longer, Noct.
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No big deal, take your time. I'm just here... sleeping. [Close enough. He's trying, okay.]
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