As electrified with energy as he feels right now, it means Ignis is rather incredibly aware of everything around him. The way that Gladio is still patiently waiting outside for when he inevitably stumbles in some manner, how Ravus is going on a strict patrol to make sure that nothing is amiss in the entire house.
How Prompto is sticking close to him, with Noctis having been given a bit of reassurance now.
Ignis understands the worry. He would have understood even back in Altissa, memories of this place dreamlike and strange, and he understands now with everything in stark relief again.
Memories within memories.
Ignis looks up when Prompto comes to an immediate stop, the potatoes clutched to like a lifeline, and he understands. Setting his knife down, he abandons his place at the kitchen counters to go straight to the blond. There's no words. Just a simple taking of the potato sack, set to the side on a table... before he does just what he had done for Noctis. He wraps his arms around the blond, one hand gently cradling his head, and he holds him tight.
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How Prompto is sticking close to him, with Noctis having been given a bit of reassurance now.
Ignis understands the worry. He would have understood even back in Altissa, memories of this place dreamlike and strange, and he understands now with everything in stark relief again.
Memories within memories.
Ignis looks up when Prompto comes to an immediate stop, the potatoes clutched to like a lifeline, and he understands. Setting his knife down, he abandons his place at the kitchen counters to go straight to the blond. There's no words. Just a simple taking of the potato sack, set to the side on a table... before he does just what he had done for Noctis. He wraps his arms around the blond, one hand gently cradling his head, and he holds him tight.