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[ This was becoming slightly overwhelming. A text from Prompto and now Noctis was calling him. He'd not celebrated in over a decade and now he was being bombarded.]

Noct! She just has, yes. Dahlia, if you could..?

[Dahlia nods, her pretty eyes glowing as she toddles ahead of Ignis to the door to open it. And immediately plant her arms around Bean in greeting.]

I can't see if your face is buried in Bean.

[Noctis can't help but laugh, able to hear Bean's rumbling as Dahlia hugs her.

Said Snorlax happily pats Dahlia with her free paw, a big smile on her face while, in her other paw, she holds a box. It's been carefully wrapped--which means Noctis had someone else do it--and perched on top of it is Quay the Popplio who let's out a happy bark in greeting. Once able to Bean will set the box down and Quay will hop off, sitting up on her tail and clapping her fins together.

Open the present, Mr. Ignis!]

I hope it's alright. I wasn't...I hope you like it, Ignis.

[Noctis is still unsure if the older man will like it but here's hoping.

When the wrapping paper is peeled off and the box is opened, the contents will reveal a few different things. One is several records, most of them classical music recordings while a few are jazz and some blues. The second is a pair of nice noise cancelling headphones so that, if he wanted, Ignis could lose himself in the music anytime he wanted. And lastly, the largest part of the gift is a record player.

Back on screen Noctis is visibly shifting nervously despite Ana and Carbuncle reassuring him that he picked out good presents.]

[ Dahlia is quick to hug Quay as well, ignoring Ignis's need to actually see if any of this were to be appreciated for the moment. At least Ignis could multitask types of viewing, as he uses his hands to carefully lift the present to bring it to a table.

When it became clear Dahlia was ... preoccupied Ignis simply called for Oleander who meandered over and climbed up on the chair then the table.

Dahlia squeaks in embarrassment but Ignis pats her head gently to show it was okay. ]

Well, look at this... Where did you find these...?

[ He lifts the items out carefully and Dahlia takes the box to put it on the floor. Porkchop bounds over to leap into it, sliding across the floor a little as he tries to get himself positioned just so. ]

This is wonderful, Noct.. I won't have to be driven mad by this incessant cheerful music all the time.

[ This music was more Ignis's style. He might end up wearing this poor record player out to thoroughly enjoy each record.

He was holding one of the records, reading the back of it. The silence was there for a few long moments before he spoke again, his voice cracking slightly. ]

You've no idea how much this means.

[ It wasn't just the gift, or Prompto's either. The only thing that could have made the moment complete was if Gladio were there with as well. ]

[Noctis let's out a breath, relieved that Ignis seems to genuinely like the things he picked out. It had taken him awhile to decide what seemed best but then he had remembered Ignis mentioning how annoying the music was for him.

So, why not block out annoying sounds with something that he actually enjoyed?]

I'm glad you like it, Ignis. Really glad.

[From the doorway Bean adds her own approving rumble and Quay barks merrily. Music for everyone!]

There's a really awesome music store in town where you can pick up more records for it whenever you want. I picked out some stuff to start out that I thought you might like but if anything doesn't--if you don't like any of it you can always go exchange it as well.

[ Good luck getting him to exchange anything from Noctis but beyond that he had seemed to peg Ignis rather well. It wasn't surprising but in a way... ]

No, these are perfect. I'll be sure to take a look at the shop as well. I'd like to begin a collection properly since I have the opportunity here.

[He was gently running his hand over the record cover.. since he couldn't see again due to Dahlia hugging Bean and Quay again to express his appreciation for him. ]

When you return perhaps we can share our tastes with one another over dinner. I'm sure I can suffer a little for the sake of something you love.

[Sick burn. He smirks to show it was a joke.]

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