[ If that's what Ignis wants, then they'll stay. Decision made easy as that. Noctis nods, and remembering this time, says out loud, too. ]
Yeah.
[ It's awkward, still. And painful, but at least it's something. It's all Noctis wants right now, to share Ignis' company, to talk, or to just sit and be miserable together. Doesn't matter, as long as Ignis is there. So having Ignis reach out for him like that.. It's even more than Noctis is expecting, and he hesitates, only out of surprise, before reaching and catching Ignis' hand in his, then in both of his. ]
Thanks.
[ It's exhaled like the breath has been punched out of him. The meaning's deeper than just an excuse to lie down again, a thanks for staying more than anything. The guilt and the grief and the concern haven't gone anywhere. But it's some place to start. He moves forward and ducks his head, refusing to look at Ignis as he wraps an arm under his waist and tugs him into walking towards the door. Not like it's far to go, and this is way more help than Ignis probably needs or wants, but.... It's an excuse to be closer to him, and Noctis can't help himself from taking that. ]
I'm still pretty exhausted. Just lying down for a while will be nice.
[ He lies, the same way he's been lying for a couple days now, but he can't help himself. The truth is too much to face right now. It's bad enough he has to open and close the door for them, and kick an ottoman out of the way of their steps, and make sure Ignis is seated on the bed okay before sitting himself. He shouldn't have to do any of this. Things shouldn't be this way. ]
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Yeah.
[ It's awkward, still. And painful, but at least it's something. It's all Noctis wants right now, to share Ignis' company, to talk, or to just sit and be miserable together. Doesn't matter, as long as Ignis is there. So having Ignis reach out for him like that.. It's even more than Noctis is expecting, and he hesitates, only out of surprise, before reaching and catching Ignis' hand in his, then in both of his. ]
Thanks.
[ It's exhaled like the breath has been punched out of him. The meaning's deeper than just an excuse to lie down again, a thanks for staying more than anything. The guilt and the grief and the concern haven't gone anywhere. But it's some place to start. He moves forward and ducks his head, refusing to look at Ignis as he wraps an arm under his waist and tugs him into walking towards the door. Not like it's far to go, and this is way more help than Ignis probably needs or wants, but.... It's an excuse to be closer to him, and Noctis can't help himself from taking that. ]
I'm still pretty exhausted. Just lying down for a while will be nice.
[ He lies, the same way he's been lying for a couple days now, but he can't help himself. The truth is too much to face right now. It's bad enough he has to open and close the door for them, and kick an ottoman out of the way of their steps, and make sure Ignis is seated on the bed okay before sitting himself. He shouldn't have to do any of this. Things shouldn't be this way. ]