It's a good thing Gladio had pinned him down when he did. If Ignis had the chance to get loose, he was likely to bolt which would've been a bad thing for everyone involved. Good thing or not, Ignis didn't take kindly to being so restrained. Lips curling up away from teeth that looked a bit sharper than usual, he growled back, his fever bright eyes back on Gladio.

That growl faded off into a low whine at the feel of teeth at his throat and without thinking, he tipped his head, instinct pushing to bare his throat to Gladio. The sensation was something familiar and soothing while the rest of his body seemed to set up open rebellion against his usual good sense. Slim fingers reached up, grasping with nails that were longer than their usual blunt state, seeking something to help ground him.

" 's hard to. Something's wrong with me. I feel... wrong."