Ignis Scientia

Whatever odd thing had been happening back home seemed to have settled for a little bit...for now...although Ignis had yet to truly shrug off his anxiousness and his feeling that big things were on the horizon that he couldn't quite yet see. Still, a quiet week did help him focus a little more on planning things for his class and researching this Easter holiday coming up to see if he could do anything with that.

Of course, getting bombarded with messages from Noctis was trying to dissuade his attention, as he apparently was having a hand at cooking for himself for a change, and he kept asking the most simple question that he should really know the answers to by now, and Ignis didn't want to hold his hand too much or else he wouldn't learn, but, eventually, he really did have to just text back some instructions, and pray to the gods that the next interruption wouldn't be news of the prince's apartment building having burned down to the ground.

And if he thought this was distracting with just Noctis, imagine how he'd feel if he realized the text that was intended for him from Prompto that had, somehow, not actually made it through.

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