[Ignis' touch is light as it moves over Gladio's face. He's still not used to this kind of thing and is fighting back the part of his mind that says it's not proper to do it. Thanks to the blasted visions of Noctis' future etched into his memory, he doesn't need this to know how his King looks now, but Gladio is a different story--a different Gladio--if Ignis is perfectly honest.
His lips press into a tighter line each time he finds one of those new scars or deep worry lines. Once he's finally finishes, his hand doesn't fall away completely. Instead, his fingers weave into the end of that long hair.]
Well, the good news is that apparently I'm still beating you at the facial scar game, but this...
[He gives the hair in his grasp a light pull.]
This is a mess. Of course, somehow I expect you still manage to make it look positively dashing.
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[Ignis' touch is light as it moves over Gladio's face. He's still not used to this kind of thing and is fighting back the part of his mind that says it's not proper to do it. Thanks to the blasted visions of Noctis' future etched into his memory, he doesn't need this to know how his King looks now, but Gladio is a different story--a different Gladio--if Ignis is perfectly honest.
His lips press into a tighter line each time he finds one of those new scars or deep worry lines. Once he's finally finishes, his hand doesn't fall away completely. Instead, his fingers weave into the end of that long hair.]
Well, the good news is that apparently I'm still beating you at the facial scar game, but this...
[He gives the hair in his grasp a light pull.]
This is a mess. Of course, somehow I expect you still manage to make it look positively dashing.