Right. It's still better than nothing, too. Sounds like a plan.
[ Because if they don't have an excuse, however flimsy, for the way they choose to spend their time... he doesn't know. It starts to feel like something else. No time to think about it. He moves the rolls around a little on the plate, now fully sorted out and separated cleanly in two groups; the ones that have tomato (and there's one with peppers too, he thinks) facing Ignis, and the ones that just have egg and sausage on his side. He's delegating duties, like kings should. Not.
Though there's a pause, because the server pops back up to bring their ice. Well, the ice that Ignis ordered more precisely, but Noctis isn't shy at all in stealing a cube of it to pop into his mouth. Or... press against his lips in thought, for now. ]
It's, uh... been a while. Since the last time it was just you and me.
[ The trip works different from their lives back in the capital, when they were often all split up and only got together when they planned it. They'd had a lot of quiet evenings to themselves back then, since Ignis was the one assigned to check on him most often. Sure, depending on the duty, it could be Gladio sometimes; and he spent a lot of his private, personal time with Prompto instead. But Ignis was just... kind of always there, overall. Not that Noctis minds the group the way it is right now at all, they're all his friends. It's just... a bit nostalgic, he supposes.
He'd taken it a bit for granted then; never realized he'd miss it. ]
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[ Because if they don't have an excuse, however flimsy, for the way they choose to spend their time... he doesn't know. It starts to feel like something else. No time to think about it. He moves the rolls around a little on the plate, now fully sorted out and separated cleanly in two groups; the ones that have tomato (and there's one with peppers too, he thinks) facing Ignis, and the ones that just have egg and sausage on his side. He's delegating duties, like kings should.
Not.Though there's a pause, because the server pops back up to bring their ice. Well, the ice that Ignis ordered more precisely, but Noctis isn't shy at all in stealing a cube of it to pop into his mouth. Or... press against his lips in thought, for now. ]
It's, uh... been a while. Since the last time it was just you and me.
[ The trip works different from their lives back in the capital, when they were often all split up and only got together when they planned it. They'd had a lot of quiet evenings to themselves back then, since Ignis was the one assigned to check on him most often. Sure, depending on the duty, it could be Gladio sometimes; and he spent a lot of his private, personal time with Prompto instead. But Ignis was just... kind of always there, overall. Not that Noctis minds the group the way it is right now at all, they're all his friends. It's just... a bit nostalgic, he supposes.
He'd taken it a bit for granted then; never realized he'd miss it. ]