𝔾𝕠𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕎𝕒𝕣

Ignis regarded the man suspiciously, a frown pulling at his lips. For a moment, he wasn't certain what to say to the messenger. He was well aware he should be polite to the man, and how powerful he was, even if his own inclination was not to be particularly devout. Nor did he appreciate someone criticizing Noctis so harshly.

Bahamut tilted his head to the side at that. "You consider him young still? He is not a hatchling any longer," it was the wrong term to use, but that was how he viewed it. The young Prince was close to adulthood. If he did not take responsibility, when would he possibly learn?

Wait, did he just--- Genesis facepalms.

He'd only been told exactly what ShinRa's scientists wanted him to know, and so he was unable to offer much more of an explanation. Still, Bahamut was willing to go in the labs and get the information at least. "That might actually work out in our favour. Even with your blessing, I do still have my limits. I can at least suggest that you look for any files pertaining to mako infusions and the SOLDIER program at the very least..." It wasn't much guidance, but it was all he had.

When they got to his apartment building, he couldn't help but chuckle a little as people scattered. Once he was off the back of the summon, he took the materia that Bahamut had offered, nodding to him. "He'll be well looked after under my care."

"Hmm, that might be for the best then. I will look into it once I get back from the Northern Crater," he decided with a nod of his head, glad that Genesis wasn't afraid of admitting his limits to him. It made it much easier to make plans. Genesis only had to focus on keeping himself healthy and keeping an eye on his fellow SOLDIERs until they knew more about this disease.

Bahamut followed after his chosen, looking around with clear curiosity as they entered the elevator, though to him it looked like a very odd contraption – even more so when it started moving. He supposed humans had become very good at overcoming their own shortcomings. They couldn't fly or since they had a need for tall structures, this was their way of solving the problem of transportation. It was very fascinating.

Once they were in his apartment, he once again looked around. "My place?" he questioned, surprised. He didn't actually need a place to sleep or be like Genesis, though if he wanted to play human it might be for the best. "Thank you." He recognised the books and what was obviously clothing, but there were a lot of things he hadn't seen before in the other's apartment. "Coffee? I am unfamiliar with it, but I am willing to give it a try," he replied, idly wondering what Genesis planned on serving him.

If the god thought baiting Ardyn with Luna would work, he was wrong. He was fairly certain that he could finagle her surviving if they pissed of Bahamut enough. Get him to take it in and then murder the bastard once and for all. He wasn’t sure why Bahamut had spent millennia to get Ardyn to do it, but it was enough evidence for him to believe it would keep him from changing the script. He had let Luna and the rest of the team know already, everyone was set up to work around. As long as everything went right. 

"What is your point?" he questioned and his voice was almost genuine curious. "The planet will be fine without humans and just as fine without those creatures. If you die out, it will make way for something new. It is the way of the world." He had seen humans die left and right – he hardly saw the difference between then and now. If left unchecked, the scourge would kill anything anyways. He could not allow that to happen.