[Do you know who else won't last long on his own on a beach? This guy. The one leaning against...is that a snowmobile? What's it doing on a beach? It's just about as out of place as the blonde's horse is.
Ignis doesn't look too worried about his precarious situation--newly blinded, terrible wounds just barely healed by who or whatever brought him here. He almost looks to be waiting for someone. Maybe he's not as alone as he seems. That would explain why he doesn't look more worried than he is at least.
As Laurent and his four-footed companion draw closer, Ignis' brow furrows--the action almost lost behind dark sunglasses and fresh scars. Fortunately, his tilted head is easier to see.]
Do I hear an animal walking with you?
[The steps are muffled by the sand, but that is definitely four feet he hears and not two. The gait is also decidedly not human.]
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Ignis doesn't look too worried about his precarious situation--newly blinded, terrible wounds just barely healed by who or whatever brought him here. He almost looks to be waiting for someone. Maybe he's not as alone as he seems. That would explain why he doesn't look more worried than he is at least.
As Laurent and his four-footed companion draw closer, Ignis' brow furrows--the action almost lost behind dark sunglasses and fresh scars. Fortunately, his tilted head is easier to see.]
Do I hear an animal walking with you?
[The steps are muffled by the sand, but that is definitely four feet he hears and not two. The gait is also decidedly not human.]