Oh, worry not. The effect was not lost at all; Ignis could greatly appreciate that soft, subtle sound of the towel hitting the floor and pooling at her feet.

And his fingers lingered against hers as much as they could, appreciating that newfound warmth in them even more than the touch itself.

His head shook lightly. "I'm glad you came here," he said. "I'm glad I could be here for you."

Even as utterly and dismally ineffective and unhelpful as he may have been.