[Ignis does not answer immediately, but instead cups the side of her face in one hand and presses a kiss against her forehead.
He feels that same anxiety. It's what keeps him from falling into old habits with his recently-arrived friends. It's a question asked every time a new acquaintance is made. It's a worry, a fear, every time he looks at her and how he feels about her wells up in his chest like a tangible thing demanding acknowledgement only to be caged down by noisy 'what if's.]
You didn't have to ask.
[He tells her, a low murmur around a small smile as the pad of his thumb brushes over her cheek.]
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Date: 2018-03-01 10:05 pm (UTC)He feels that same anxiety. It's what keeps him from falling into old habits with his recently-arrived friends. It's a question asked every time a new acquaintance is made. It's a worry, a fear, every time he looks at her and how he feels about her wells up in his chest like a tangible thing demanding acknowledgement only to be caged down by noisy 'what if's.]
You didn't have to ask.
[He tells her, a low murmur around a small smile as the pad of his thumb brushes over her cheek.]
Come along.