Last I checked it was. What are you doing here? What happened?

[There's a clear tone of worry in Nyx voice even if he tries to keep it casual. His eyes scan Ignis from head to toe, lingering on the scars. It makes his stomach does an uncomfortable flip. He's seen numerous types of injuries during his time with the Glaive and almost immediately his mind starts running through different scenarios.

But it's not hard to realize blindness was a result of the injury.

He shakes out his jacket and wrapping it around Ignis' shoulders.]

Here. My jackets pretty torn up, but it's dry and probably better then you standing around shivering.