izunia lucis callout

[founderinglight]

you will pry twinzunia from my cold dead hands let's do this

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still gotta reply, sorry

[founderinglight]

You haven't listened to a word I said, have you -

[Oh, ah, that's cold. Thanks for the interruption, messenger.

When he comes to, it's with a harsh snap back to Ignis, like a rubber band stretched to its limit, and that's honestly almost more unpleasant than the freezing.

Well, it's not as though he ever really expected her to listen. She belongs to the gods, even more so than Ignis to Noctis or himself to Ardyn. Of course she would hear nothing against their plans.

Still, it hurts.]