[Ignis, ever alert, knows that the peace around them will not reign for long. The smell of blood and death is already sinking into the air, and like attracts like - the remaining crocodiles will be on them soon enough if they remain.]
--Come. [He says quickly, gesturing for Noctis to follow him. Certain that he will, and doesn't look back over his shoulder to be sure of it, but tracks a path through the newly grown swamp to where he knows the nearest exit to be.]
This place exists outside of Time, in a way that I cannot explain. I have met you here before, but... [Here, he hesitates - trips over his words in a way that isn't common to him.] ... you were much older, then.
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[Ignis, ever alert, knows that the peace around them will not reign for long. The smell of blood and death is already sinking into the air, and like attracts like - the remaining crocodiles will be on them soon enough if they remain.]
--Come. [He says quickly, gesturing for Noctis to follow him. Certain that he will, and doesn't look back over his shoulder to be sure of it, but tracks a path through the newly grown swamp to where he knows the nearest exit to be.]
This place exists outside of Time, in a way that I cannot explain. I have met you here before, but... [Here, he hesitates - trips over his words in a way that isn't common to him.] ... you were much older, then.