Noct breathes slowly, leaning more heavily against Ignis when those arms come around him. Iggy's fingers in his hair are enough to make some of the tension finally ease out of him. Another breath, steadier this time, and Noctis tips his head to press a soft kiss to chilled skin, just at the edge of Iggy's collarbone.

"I know... I just.... if we're in different worlds ASAP could be-" A shake of his head, brief and small so as to not disturb where they're leaned into one another. It could be a long time is the implication. Too long is what he doesn't say.

Finally, Noct shifts a half step closer, arms finally wrapping around Ignis in return. It's awful, the wet fabric of Ignis' shirt dragging over his fur but Iggy is so cold he doesn't dare shift back to being fully human just yet. No he just tucks his arms under that shirt, pressed tight to his boyfriend's back, and clings. Maybe unbecoming for a prince but... who the fuck cares.