chef_chocobro | Office Hours: Office #27; Thursday [04/07].

Ignis was not typically one to be glued to his phone, as it were, but Ignis had also not usually been roped into a sudden bout of party planning with a woman whose phone may one day have to be surgically removed from her hand, either.

It all started last night, when Summer was given the information that Shane's birthday was next week, which meant flooding his phone with texts in a fashion that made him wonder if there had even been any bartending done last night. And it had continued throughout the day, to the point where he felt the need to point out that he was on the island, wouldn't this be easier if she just came by his office and they could make plan together there? To which he just got a response of "LOL" and he honestly wasn't sure how to interpret that.

But, yes, either way, in addition to everything else on his slowly, increasingly bloated schedule, he now had a party to help plan as well.

And, as much as he may internally complain and disparingly sigh about it, he was actually glad that Summer was roping him into it and that he would be having an active hand in it. He wouldn't tell her he was grateful for that, because then he'd never hear the end of it, but he was.

He was also waiting for the right moment to drop in that ~~the mun~~ she had entirely missed Gladio's birthday a few days ago, too, just to throw her off her game that little bit.

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"I should hope," Ignis offered, "if they found out and realized that you hadn't told them, they would understand the reasons why them having that information would put them in a compromising position. I can only assume that is exactly why Walsh had never dained to impart this knowledge to you in the first place."

Goose could only nod, he was afraid he was going to start crying again and it was a few moments before he could talk again.

“I just…” Goose sighed, “keeping something like this from the team feels wrong, even if I don’t tell them to protect them…”

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, “I know from what Star and Ariel told me, I must eventually tell them but I don’t know if it’s the same timeline or I’ll mess it up by telling them now…”

"Perhaps you'll know the time when it arrives," Ignis told him. "Perhaps it never will. But I do understand that particular conundrum. I..." There was a small moment of hestiation, of reordering his thoughts. "Whenever this place has offered us a look into a potential future, it has opened the door into a rather...distressing potential future for Eos as whole. Most of the reason I've agreed to be here is hoping that they might help reveal some hint as to how to avoid it. And deciding exactly what to share with the others has not been easy."

“I hope so,” Goose sighed, “I believe I’m at least supposed to end up meeting with Max again, since Walsh is supposed to end up adopting his son Billy maybe I’ll know for sure when that happens?”

He paused, listening to Ignis talk about his own experiences with possible future knowledge, “How do you decide what to tell them then in those cases?” Goose wondered.

Ignis was quiet for a moment as he considered how to answer that question effectively....and in a way that might help with Shane's own situation.

"When I could be certain that the benefits of him knowing far outweighed the benefits of his ignorance," he decided. "I'd rather have him prepared for what may be coming than have him blindly stumbling into it, even if it is hard to hear. I think....in the case of your team and your Commander Walsh....you may have to decide which is better for them.

"But it is worth noting," he added, starting to increasingly feel like the answer he wa giving was not the answer Shane particularly wanted to hear, "that your CO clearly felt it was a matter best left unsaid, and perhaps that was with very good reason."

Goose listened to Ignis’ response, as tempting as it was to go and confront Walsh about everything…he knew that wasn’t possible.

He was silent for a moment as he debated on what to do.

“I guess …it really wouldn’t be fair to put that burden on my team, keeping that secret. I mean I suppose I could always ask Ambassadors Waldo and Zozo…I trust them but I think even with their influence they wouldn’t be able to do much, even though Star said the only reason she was allowed to live with us was because they intervened, maybe they would be able to help,”

He sighed, “I suppose the most I can do is be patient and see what happens,”

Patience was definitely a virtue that he did not have.

And, knowing that, Ignis had to smile faintly, because it was good to hear Shane come around to the conclusion that he was rather hoping he'd reach. "Which is oftentimes much harder than it sounds," he said, although, well, he'd never had too much of a problem with patience at all, until just fairly recently, all thanks to the very man sitting across from him on the other side of the desk right now. "But probably the right thing."

Office Hours: Office #27; Thursday [04/07].

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