[ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ sɪᴅᴇ ] ♝ ;; – “– Hm?” His steepling fingers laid flat on the table at the sound of the chair pulling out. Ignis can no longer see, but he remembered quite vividly her heavy drawl and in his mind’s eye it is almost like he could see her sitting there. Still the most he did was turn his head in mimicry of looking anyway, old habits born from his lessons in manners. “I don’t mind, though I fear I will not be the best of idle company. Prompto and Gladio are setting out to hunt soon and I am… Being left behind,” while the adviser sounded displeased, his discontent ran deeper than that, and his brows narrowed just for a moment. “How many hours of light was there today?”
a soft smile GRACES the lips of the grease monkey; she knows Ignis is unable to SEE it, but to avoid it is near to impossible when she notices she might have slightly startled the bishop. legs cross & her elbows rests on the arm of the chair, a SIDE of her face comfortably leaning against a closed fist. ❛ Why not? That’s rude of them. Would ya like me t’have a lil’ talk with ‘em? ❜ the blonde offers with a CHUCKLE.
❛ Hey, I don’t mind if even I am the one doin’ all the talkin’... I’ve had quite the rough day today, guess all I really want is a lil’ company before headin’ home. ❜ she adds. his question was UNEXPECTED & that’s when she practically stares at him ( thanking the Gods no one would be around to prove so ). frowning, eyes move to the ground after a minute & an ever-cheerful voice takes a serious tone INSTEAD. ❛ 'Round three. Things have been gettin’ worst day, by day... it’s hard to know when the day ends and the day starts. Hence why paw-paw n’ I have been havin’ trouble fixing schedules. ❜
