"Then I will have to raise my standards to keep up with you." Ignis shifts his own head, returning the soft gesture against the tips of Gladio's fingers. Down by the sink, his hand settles more against the other waiting there with him. "And make up for the trouble I've caused that you hadn't earned."

And he believes that with certainty, now, able to separate his own feelings from it more clearly. Right. That's better. This is how it should be.

"But... I do have one more question. You said there were people we discussed as exceptions. With that in mind..." Ignis's brow pinches, but this time more in quiet befuddlement.

"Were Prompto and I also lovers of some nature?"