Something happens to him in the future, Ignis realizes as he looks into Cor's weighed down gaze. And, quietly, he accepts that.
From the very first day he met Noct, had his hand held by two soft ones heralded by a bright smile, he'd already known that he would give anything for him. A seed at first, but, even through their minor trials and tribulations, it's only grown stronger and stronger, more vivid and stalwart than anything.
Ten years - probably more than that - in the future. How much deeper have those roots grown? Deeper than bone.
Deeper than anything else.
But asking Cor about it would just draw up old wound, he thinks, at least for him, and his curiosity isn't so pressing as to ask about it. Instead, all Ignis does is nod.
Ten years later, and he may very well be dead.
And if it's to have helped Noct and kept him safe, then that's fine.
"We aren't far now," is what he says instead. "Just a few more moments and we should see it." It's not like much of the modern Lucian trends for architecture, Ignis knows, but he still thinks the house should be pleasant enough on the eyes. Certainly he thinks it to be so, with its stone seeming warm underneath the sunlight and a large window over the front door.
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From the very first day he met Noct, had his hand held by two soft ones heralded by a bright smile, he'd already known that he would give anything for him. A seed at first, but, even through their minor trials and tribulations, it's only grown stronger and stronger, more vivid and stalwart than anything.
Ten years - probably more than that - in the future. How much deeper have those roots grown? Deeper than bone.
Deeper than anything else.
But asking Cor about it would just draw up old wound, he thinks, at least for him, and his curiosity isn't so pressing as to ask about it. Instead, all Ignis does is nod.
Ten years later, and he may very well be dead.
And if it's to have helped Noct and kept him safe, then that's fine.
"We aren't far now," is what he says instead. "Just a few more moments and we should see it." It's not like much of the modern Lucian trends for architecture, Ignis knows, but he still thinks the house should be pleasant enough on the eyes. Certainly he thinks it to be so, with its stone seeming warm underneath the sunlight and a large window over the front door.