[Ravus can see his awkward attempts to comfort Ignis having the opposite effect. The man is even worse off than before. It’s chipping away at Ravus’ defenses as well.
Words can’t help because there’s so little logic to their situation and so many emotions. Maybe words are not what he should be offering Ignis. He knows the emptiness Ignis must be feeling, because there’s a Gladiolus-shaped hole within himself as well.
Ignis offers back his jacket, and instead of taking it, Ravus puts his metal hand over Ignis’ and reaches out with his other hand to tilt Ignis’ chin up. Words of reassurance have proven useless, so all that is left is action. ‘You are not alone. We will take care of each other until our Gladiolus returns.’ Not knowing how to voice those sentiments, he leans forward to close the distance between them, hoping that the touch of his lips will convey what he cannot speak.]
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Words can’t help because there’s so little logic to their situation and so many emotions. Maybe words are not what he should be offering Ignis. He knows the emptiness Ignis must be feeling, because there’s a Gladiolus-shaped hole within himself as well.
Ignis offers back his jacket, and instead of taking it, Ravus puts his metal hand over Ignis’ and reaches out with his other hand to tilt Ignis’ chin up. Words of reassurance have proven useless, so all that is left is action. ‘You are not alone. We will take care of each other until our Gladiolus returns.’ Not knowing how to voice those sentiments, he leans forward to close the distance between them, hoping that the touch of his lips will convey what he cannot speak.]