[ Ignis doesn't know how Noctis had gotten hurt in the first place, which is troubling him, he wasn't told much else. This place has been more or less safe, though a bit weird at times. The people that live here seem friendly enough.
He's on the couch, leaning forward a bit. He's already worried about Prompto's illness and the way how he'd found the blond out in the cold like that. Sleepwalking. He had been keeping an eye on his friend as best as he can without his eyesight. Now Noct's been hurt, how badly, he doesn't know. But it was enough to get him into bed right away. His worried factor went up by a lot.
Those two will be the death of him, he swears.
He can't sit still like this, so he gets up and moves to the kitchen, pulling out what he needs for the soup first. The desserts can wait for later. Soup for Prompto and the desserts for Noctis. Quietly, he gets what he needs out on the stovetop and putters around for the ingredients, which takes a little more time than he's used to, but he's gotten better in the kitchen regardless.
His ears pick up on someone moving around, Prompto's sick so he shouldn't be up and Noctis should be sleeping himself. ]
... Pyra? [ He calls over his shoulder, just the person that he wants to talk to. ]
Backdated to Dec. 30th!
He's on the couch, leaning forward a bit. He's already worried about Prompto's illness and the way how he'd found the blond out in the cold like that. Sleepwalking. He had been keeping an eye on his friend as best as he can without his eyesight. Now Noct's been hurt, how badly, he doesn't know. But it was enough to get him into bed right away. His worried factor went up by a lot.
Those two will be the death of him, he swears.
He can't sit still like this, so he gets up and moves to the kitchen, pulling out what he needs for the soup first. The desserts can wait for later. Soup for Prompto and the desserts for Noctis. Quietly, he gets what he needs out on the stovetop and putters around for the ingredients, which takes a little more time than he's used to, but he's gotten better in the kitchen regardless.
His ears pick up on someone moving around, Prompto's sick so he shouldn't be up and Noctis should be sleeping himself. ]
... Pyra? [ He calls over his shoulder, just the person that he wants to talk to. ]