Everything seemed sharper then. Gladio's scent was so rich that it was almost too much now, and when he settled himself heavy on Ignis, the heat was distracting. Shaking hands pulled away from Gladio's skin as a slow realization settle over the adviser. This time, there was a hint of dismay and panic in his gaze.
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Date: 2018-03-04 05:26 am (UTC)"This... it can't be. It can't."