[ his arms remain hanging uselessly at his sides, chin digging into the shoulder in a way that surely must be uncomfortable for both parties though neither of them has said anything about it yet. noctis is silent for a moment, watching the steady stirring of batter with his temple now resting against ignis's. the small shift causes his lips to curve into a smile not easily seen by his advisor, being busy with breakfast and all. ]
Reluctantly joining it, [ noctis murmurs with a still sleep-foggy voice ( which isn't all too different from his regular speaking voice, let us be perfectly honest here ), though he doesn't yawn directly in the other's ear. yet. ]
What kind of waffles?
[ gotta know the important things first thing in the morning. he has priorities and it is filling that empty stomach with sweet things and absolutely nothing remotely good for him. ]
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Reluctantly joining it, [ noctis murmurs with a still sleep-foggy voice ( which isn't all too different from his regular speaking voice, let us be perfectly honest here ), though he doesn't yawn directly in the other's ear. yet. ]
What kind of waffles?
[ gotta know the important things first thing in the morning. he has priorities and it is filling that empty stomach with sweet things and absolutely nothing remotely good for him. ]