[Forget for a while... is Ravus asking what Ignis thinks he is? His closeness is already distracting as it is, the press of Ravus' leg against his sending warm waves through him.
Is... this really alright with Ravus? He has so many questions that he can't voice right now, even when he probably should. What does he want? If Ignis knew, he wouldn't be feeling this cornered, listless and nervous.
A light, pink color dusts Ignis' cheeks, in spite of the dread he feels for Gladio disappearing. To think that Ignis Scientia would actually feel shy of all things.]
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Is... this really alright with Ravus? He has so many questions that he can't voice right now, even when he probably should. What does he want? If Ignis knew, he wouldn't be feeling this cornered, listless and nervous.
A light, pink color dusts Ignis' cheeks, in spite of the dread he feels for Gladio disappearing. To think that Ignis Scientia would actually feel shy of all things.]
I... just don't want to be intruding.
[On Gladio and him and their relationship.]