[It's not really a lie. It's chilly, sure. Especially up this high. But it's fine. It's not straight cold, and he'd prefer Ignis got the blanket anyway, since... for whatever reason, his body heat tended to be a few degrees short of glacial.
That kiss is enough to make him hand the blanket over, and he waits until Ignis is comfortable before he places his head on the other's shoulder. He shoves his chair up a little more- just to get comfortable, pressing a small kiss to the side of Ignis' neck. Then he looks up at the sky again.]
I don't know. They look pretty good from here, too.
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[It's not really a lie. It's chilly, sure. Especially up this high. But it's fine. It's not straight cold, and he'd prefer Ignis got the blanket anyway, since... for whatever reason, his body heat tended to be a few degrees short of glacial.
That kiss is enough to make him hand the blanket over, and he waits until Ignis is comfortable before he places his head on the other's shoulder. He shoves his chair up a little more- just to get comfortable, pressing a small kiss to the side of Ignis' neck. Then he looks up at the sky again.]
I don't know. They look pretty good from here, too.