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[rambling_runner]

Ash took this in and lowered his eyes. Noctis was destined to die, apparently. To save his world and bring back the light, he would have to kill a cursed soul and die with it. And is imprisoned with a crystal.

"...nothing's written in stone until it's done. But to be in that situation, where he's gonna have to fight and might no make it out, is terrible. For both of you, and everyone else who knows him."

But something equally rose up with an angry roar, like an ocean wave. He lifted his eyes again, expression hard as steel even if Ignis couldn't see it.

"But it doesn't change that what was done to you was wrong."

[seeingeyesteward]

"Nor does it change that someone without understanding or concept of the world I come from should judge the actions in that world's past."

Ignis's anger came from an emotional well he rarely tapped into. Regis he viewed as a father. He wouldn't accept a stranger disparaging a man who was not alive or present to defend himself. The King was an honorable man, one who cared for country and family. Ignis had seen first hand who this man was.

Ash was making conjecture from a few conversations that weren't even about the man. Ignis lays down the money it would take to cover his portion of the meal as he decides this isn't a conversation he wanted to partake in any longer.

He stands, adjusting his jacket neatly as Oleander looked increasingly distressed from the connection he had with Ignis.

"I stand by Noct out of love and loyalty, not supposed childhood indoctrination. I am sure we will see one another again, good day."

Caelum stands and shakes himsef out. He looks back at An Toirneach, swishing his tail gently.

"Have a good afternoon. I hope next time we see each other can be for longer.

[rambling_runner]

Ash didn't chase him, posture still tense. An Toirneach didn't find any comfort in their abrupt parting, ears lying low.

Once Ignis was gone, Ash's anger rose. He stood and swung his bag over his shoulder. An Toirneach squeaked, quickly clambering onto him and hiding in his hood as he took off, aiming to get onto the rooftops so he could run until he couldn't move and shout until he was couldn't talk.

Fuck this.