[Fond exasperation, with a hint of 'I know that's bullshit but I'm not going to call you on it in front of the guest.'
...Who has some fairly similar burn marks remaining, still, and don't think that Izunia has failed to notice.]
You're just fortunate I brought home extra.
[And, without any further ceremony, there is a paper takeout bag on the table between them. Perhaps surprisingly, Ignis only widens his eyes briefly at the incredibly blatant use of magic.
Then again, the smell of the food - foreign but tantalizing, making his fingers already itch for a notebook of recipes that he doesn't have - is enough to overwhelm most anything else.]
Ah - thank you, truly. I feel as though I haven't eaten in days.
[One day, at least, time travel aside. Breakfast in Altissia, trying to convince Noctis to eat something in spite of his nerves - ]
Please, don't concern yourself. Just don't take the one with the red wrapper, that's mine. Am I setting up the guest room, Ardyn, or is this one going to yours?
[...It is a good thing that Ignis hadn't yet made a move for the food, because he chokes fairly loudly at that.]
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[Fond exasperation, with a hint of 'I know that's bullshit but I'm not going to call you on it in front of the guest.'
...Who has some fairly similar burn marks remaining, still, and don't think that Izunia has failed to notice.]
You're just fortunate I brought home extra.
[And, without any further ceremony, there is a paper takeout bag on the table between them. Perhaps surprisingly, Ignis only widens his eyes briefly at the incredibly blatant use of magic.
Then again, the smell of the food - foreign but tantalizing, making his fingers already itch for a notebook of recipes that he doesn't have - is enough to overwhelm most anything else.]
Ah - thank you, truly. I feel as though I haven't eaten in days.
[One day, at least, time travel aside. Breakfast in Altissia, trying to convince Noctis to eat something in spite of his nerves - ]
Please, don't concern yourself. Just don't take the one with the red wrapper, that's mine. Am I setting up the guest room, Ardyn, or is this one going to yours?
[...It is a good thing that Ignis hadn't yet made a move for the food, because he chokes fairly loudly at that.]