Knowing that Gladio had the situation well in hand, Ignis let himself relax back into the couch a bit more. It was an easy thing to do since the hand working at his shoulder was far too pleasant. With a low sigh, Ignis let his shoulders droop a bit, his head tipping back to rest against the back of the couch while his useless eye slid closed by nothing more than reflex.
"Give Prompto a heads up, perhaps. He's likely busying himself with his camera but if you message him, he should be able to pull Noctis out of the political fire. I'm... content to remain where I am, if that's alright with you."
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Date: 2017-02-09 03:27 am (UTC)"Give Prompto a heads up, perhaps. He's likely busying himself with his camera but if you message him, he should be able to pull Noctis out of the political fire. I'm... content to remain where I am, if that's alright with you."