[The obvious reaction hits Albert so hard he blinks blankly at Ignis, brow furrowing from neutrality as a little more life comes to his eyes.
So it's happened to Ignis, too. People know things, terrible things, and perhaps like Albert he wonders what he could have done to change it, or what he might have done differently... If he'll ever know that future they fear and have lived.
It hits him, and it hurts him enough that one hand reaches up to brush Ignis' cheek in honest, obvious sorrow. Somehow knowing their experience is somewhat shared lifts him from feeling dead to feeling like he desperately needs to protect and cherish the man in front of him. This place may be temporary, their time together may be fleeting, but Ignis deserves...]
Darling Ignis. [He says it with ease, like sliding back into a favorite song.] I know why they're keeping some of it from me, and can guess at the rest, in all honesty.
[It aches. His chest aches. His mind is dull and his senses are trying to focus on Ignis alone, but an anxiety he hasn't felt since he was a child is simmering, waiting to boil.]
I need to tell you everything, and not for the reasons I'd liked to. I wanted to come to you on my own terms and tell you when you needed to know, but now I... [He glances down to Ignis' lips, then back up to his eyes.] I feel like doing anything less is lying to you. All this time has taught me was how much I needed to find someone like you. I dare not spend another day without you knowing the real me.
[And as he said before, if Ignis turns his back because of this, so be it. It's his right. It's only fair for him to have the opportunity.]
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So it's happened to Ignis, too. People know things, terrible things, and perhaps like Albert he wonders what he could have done to change it, or what he might have done differently... If he'll ever know that future they fear and have lived.
It hits him, and it hurts him enough that one hand reaches up to brush Ignis' cheek in honest, obvious sorrow. Somehow knowing their experience is somewhat shared lifts him from feeling dead to feeling like he desperately needs to protect and cherish the man in front of him. This place may be temporary, their time together may be fleeting, but Ignis deserves...]
Darling Ignis. [He says it with ease, like sliding back into a favorite song.] I know why they're keeping some of it from me, and can guess at the rest, in all honesty.
[It aches. His chest aches. His mind is dull and his senses are trying to focus on Ignis alone, but an anxiety he hasn't felt since he was a child is simmering, waiting to boil.]
I need to tell you everything, and not for the reasons I'd liked to. I wanted to come to you on my own terms and tell you when you needed to know, but now I... [He glances down to Ignis' lips, then back up to his eyes.] I feel like doing anything less is lying to you. All this time has taught me was how much I needed to find someone like you. I dare not spend another day without you knowing the real me.
[And as he said before, if Ignis turns his back because of this, so be it. It's his right. It's only fair for him to have the opportunity.]