[Nyx doesn't notice the fresh scars at first. In fact, he doesn't even notice Ignis at first.
Well. He does. But the waterlogged snowmobile distracts him from looking at the familiar young man. That certainly didn't belong on a beach.]
Really hope you didn't drive that thing here somehow.
[There's a laugh in his voice as he approaches, his dry and tattered jacket slung over his shoulder. It's only then that everything clicks together. His eyes go wide, taking in the sight of the normally well put together advisor looking like a drowned rat.
... And he probably would've teased him about that if a second later he hadn't noticed the scars.]
Re: Shipwrecked-Beach
Well. He does. But the waterlogged snowmobile distracts him from looking at the familiar young man. That certainly didn't belong on a beach.]
Really hope you didn't drive that thing here somehow.
[There's a laugh in his voice as he approaches, his dry and tattered jacket slung over his shoulder. It's only then that everything clicks together. His eyes go wide, taking in the sight of the normally well put together advisor looking like a drowned rat.
... And he probably would've teased him about that if a second later he hadn't noticed the scars.]
Ignis?