[Ignis raises his hand to Noct's cheek, but dares not touch the wound. His hands are dusty and dirty from going through so many books by now, he doesn't want to infect it.
He sighs and gives his best to squash this insanely tight feeling of fear in his chest. Yeah, it's just a cut, Noct can handle it. He can handle way more, Ignis knows that. And yet, here they are, both dead and something is still trying to go after them.]
I'll still see to it when we return. We don't want it to get infected.
[No nagging, just a small reminder that sounds like it.]
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He sighs and gives his best to squash this insanely tight feeling of fear in his chest. Yeah, it's just a cut, Noct can handle it. He can handle way more, Ignis knows that. And yet, here they are, both dead and something is still trying to go after them.]
I'll still see to it when we return. We don't want it to get infected.
[No nagging, just a small reminder that sounds like it.]