There was a muffled snort from Ignis, but there was no way to miss the faint humor in his tone. In the back of his mind, he idly wondered if scent carried things like amusement or other more positive things. He already knew it could carry fear and anger, after all.
Humming under his breath, he moved his arms to settle atop Gladio's, letting himself lean back into that welcome, familiar warmth.
"Perhaps, but I've still got a lot of work to get done for Noctis and Regis."
After all, he'd managed to put a reign on letting his instincts run over him, right?
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Date: 2018-03-25 06:35 pm (UTC)Humming under his breath, he moved his arms to settle atop Gladio's, letting himself lean back into that welcome, familiar warmth.
"Perhaps, but I've still got a lot of work to get done for Noctis and Regis."
After all, he'd managed to put a reign on letting his instincts run over him, right?