[ Noct has to take a second to blink at Ignis, processing the apology, because it's just so... bizarre. So out of right field, completely unwarranted, not what he was getting at at all. And yet it's so perfectly Ignis that he can't help but blow out a breath in a sigh, irritation not at Ignis but at himself for making it sound like he was angry about finding Ignis puking his guts into the toilet. ]
No, no way, that's not what I mean. Ignis... [ He purses his lips, brow furrowing. It's not a burden to know that something's going on with his advisor, his friend, but it doesn't feel like he can come right out and say that. ] I mean, why were you drunk enough that you were puking your guts out?
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[ Noct has to take a second to blink at Ignis, processing the apology, because it's just so... bizarre. So out of right field, completely unwarranted, not what he was getting at at all. And yet it's so perfectly Ignis that he can't help but blow out a breath in a sigh, irritation not at Ignis but at himself for making it sound like he was angry about finding Ignis puking his guts into the toilet. ]
No, no way, that's not what I mean. Ignis... [ He purses his lips, brow furrowing. It's not a burden to know that something's going on with his advisor, his friend, but it doesn't feel like he can come right out and say that. ] I mean, why were you drunk enough that you were puking your guts out?