[Well, depending on which Ignis we're talking about, he may have a lot less pain in his heart...]
You're welcome. [Ignis falls silent after that, content to let his presence and warmth provide comfort since his words haven't always been right lately. After all, he means what he said about this being Cor's time. Not just it being the time when Gladio could finally talk about it, but also a time for reflecting and mourning one who battle gave no time to do so for before.
Still, after several moments of silence, he feels compelled to speak again, softly, almost tentatively, because he really doesn't want to say the wrong thing. And, when talking about his elder self, it always seems like the wrong thing.]
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You're welcome.
[Ignis falls silent after that, content to let his presence and warmth provide comfort since his words haven't always been right lately. After all, he means what he said about this being Cor's time. Not just it being the time when Gladio could finally talk about it, but also a time for reflecting and mourning one who battle gave no time to do so for before.
Still, after several moments of silence, he feels compelled to speak again, softly, almost tentatively, because he really doesn't want to say the wrong thing. And, when talking about his elder self, it always seems like the wrong thing.]
I don't want to become him, Gladio.