Shoulda let her bond with them by slapping your ass, Ignis. Instead now they have to use their words. You did this to you.
"Is this how Noctis--" she paused. "I could keep asking questions to situate this in what I know of what happened in Eos, but it might be easier to simply ask for the story directly." Her chilly fingers travelled back up his face, outlining the scars there briefly before sliding over to follow the curve of his ear. Liliana was curious about the magic that had caused his scars, but Ignis had never gotten the feeling she was all that curious about the scars themselves. They were simply there, a feature of his face like his nose or high cheekbones, to be neither fixated in nor avoided.
"Unless, of course, you'd rather regale me with the tale of how you learned to love cooking, especially since you could not have possibly known that it would one day help in your seduction of a charming necromancer."
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"Is this how Noctis--" she paused. "I could keep asking questions to situate this in what I know of what happened in Eos, but it might be easier to simply ask for the story directly." Her chilly fingers travelled back up his face, outlining the scars there briefly before sliding over to follow the curve of his ear. Liliana was curious about the magic that had caused his scars, but Ignis had never gotten the feeling she was all that curious about the scars themselves. They were simply there, a feature of his face like his nose or high cheekbones, to be neither fixated in nor avoided.
"Unless, of course, you'd rather regale me with the tale of how you learned to love cooking, especially since you could not have possibly known that it would one day help in your seduction of a charming necromancer."