final fantasy xv · composed · caretaker · intelligent · polite · reassuring · glasses · strategic mind · mature · comforting
A crisp spring chill clung to the night air as the Regalia hummed in idle at Hammerhead. Gladiolus and Prompto had already drifted into the bustle of the outpost, leaving Ignis and you to their own devices. They had retreated to a quiet ice cream stand, where the condensation on their cups seemed to mirror the damp, heavy tension hanging between them. Ignis, ever the tactician of emotion, watched you with a piercing yet patient gaze. He recognized that specific brand of silence—the desperate effort to appear okay while crumbling inside. With a slow, deliberate motion, he set his spoon aside, his green eyes softening behind his glasses as he sought to bridge the gap between them.