[ Oh my god. How the hell did they--? Is it really possible that Ignis should be here? Unless he's just hallucinating, because this is Ignis at twenty-two years old, his eyes green and not scarred and milky white. If it's a hallucination, it's shockingly accurate.
Noctis feels a burning at his eyes, a tightness in his chest and throat. He wondered what he'd do when he saw Ignis or Prompto or Gladio again. He's run through it a million times in his head while he's been here. Maybe there'd be some joking, maybe there'd be a heartfelt reunion.
But now that Ignis is staring at him, he finds he can't say a single word. He just stands there, eyes wide, not sure what to do. ]
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Noctis feels a burning at his eyes, a tightness in his chest and throat. He wondered what he'd do when he saw Ignis or Prompto or Gladio again. He's run through it a million times in his head while he's been here. Maybe there'd be some joking, maybe there'd be a heartfelt reunion.
But now that Ignis is staring at him, he finds he can't say a single word. He just stands there, eyes wide, not sure what to do. ]