#because oops

I think it's safe to say this doodle of Noah got away from me. 8D;;;

“Ignis, it’s time to call it,” Gladio said, looking irritated. He nudged Noct in the seat next to him, napping as per usual. Noct sat up a little straighter and nodded with a confused “huh, what?”

Prompto leaned over to the irritable and sleepy looking advisor. “Hey, Iggy, you’ve done enough, you know? Let Noct take over for a while.”

Ignis did not answer at first, staring ahead determinedly. He was so tired, however, it pulled at him, and he felt like just giving up and closing his eyes. He didn’t, of course, but the sensation was nearly over powering.

“Specs, I’ve had a nap, give it up, I’ll take over for a while,” Noctis finally said, his hand coming to rest on the advisor’s shoulder and squeezing lightly. Ignis sighed and moved the Regalia over on a parking spot along the road.

“I will take a break for a time,” he conceded, “but not for long.”

Ignis rarely slept in the Regalia because of his desire to be watchful–for fear that Noct would miss something at a crucial moment and they’d all die in a fiery crash. Gladio had ideas for that, however, when Ignis settled, a bit slumped, into the back seat.

“Come here, Iggy,” Gladio rumbled as Noctis pulled onto the road once more. He’d situated himself to become a pillow rest for Ignis. Who refused at first–but big gentle hands took him and pulled his barely resisting form over to rest against him.

“And I’ll take these–” Prompto had turned around in his seat to carefully take Ignis’s glasses from his face and perch them on his own head. “Relax, Igs, we’ll take care of things.”

Emily grew angry with the blonde. Like she didn’t know?! She knew everything, unfortunately. She wished she could be naive and just sit in Kanbalar waiting for her king to return to her. This wasn’t it though. She bore a lot. Finding out really recent who Gaius really was, almost pushed her over the edge. This was the true tipping point.

“I care! Elle cares and so does Ludger! Had Gaius not called me saying you stormed out of that asshole’s office, I wouldn’t have known to go looking for you! If anything, I was worried sick about you!” Why didn’t Milla see that? She didn’t know the other Milla either.

“I know they aren’t good people. For goodness sakes, no one is perfect! You know how long I went before Gaius told me the truth about who he is? I still have trust issues. With everyone! That includes new people as well.” She took a small step back, her head hanging down.

*perches on throne to read offering of quality J/T fic* 

I am well pleased. Goddess Me wishes to reward you.

*leaves a set of keys at your shrine and directions on a slip of paper*

*directions are to your own beautiful cabin in the snowy mountains so you can snowboard forever*

*the shelving to the side of the giant fireplace seems to contain rows of binders rather than books, but closer inspection reveals a collection of all of Roxann’s personal Voyager scripts, each containing her own handwritten notes*

*there is a big fluffy rug in front of the fire so you can comfortably meditate on these newly-revealed scriptures*

*on the mantle there is a stuffed Targ and a note:*