[Getting Ignis for any length of time felt like a miracle. ...Except that wasn't true. The younger of the pair tried. He really did. He raises his eyebrows at the preparations that'd obviously gone into the small little area, and when Ignis pulls up a chair next to his, he leans over and drapes his arm across the other man's shoulders.]

Appreciate it. Can't remember the last time I saw the stars from the city.

[Except he doesn't really keep his eyes on them for long. It's a sappy thought, but even though the view here's something else, it doesn't compare to whos beside him. So! He moves his eyes there, inching just close enough to graze his lips against Ignis' cheek.]

Hey. You want the blanket? Don't want you getting cold.