[Moment of truth. Ignis' pupils are blown wide, with only a small ring of green around them. A totally involuntary physical response that only Noctis can bring out of him. He looks down at those fingers hooked into his shirt, and he feels like his insides are struggling to get outside.]
C-Certainly. I...
[He just keeps staring. Frozen like a sabertusk in headlights. Ignis Scientia has lost all his courage. Help?]
no subject
C-Certainly. I...
[He just keeps staring. Frozen like a sabertusk in headlights. Ignis Scientia has lost all his courage. Help?]