[No doubt of the match, and yet it would have been so easy to miss. Had circumstances been that little bit different, it would have passed them both by and Ignis - absorbed back into his duties - would have never realised what he'd lost out on.

There's no need now for those kinds of thoughts, though, with this woman who has given him more than she could ever realise held in his arms and against the beat of his heart. He doesn't resist her when she draws him down, but cups the side of her face as he kisses her, eyes dipping closed and a small smile curving his lips against hers.]

There's something I want to tell you. [He murmurs softly when they part, only by a few inches as he's unwilling to let her move further from him just yet. What he's about to tell her hasn't even been mentioned to Noctis yet. He doesn't want to give the king hope for something that might never come to pass, knowing how Noctis still blames himself for his friend's current state.]

I think... my eyesight is beginning to return. In the smallest increments-- I'm not sure as of yet if I might be imagining it.