[He smiles faintly. He doesn't have to be able to see her fallen expression to know that this is particularly difficult to share, that it's something she's kept to herself for so long for good reason, and that alone makes him feel touched that she had offered it to him at all.]
[Ending that conversation on a lighter note – Lightning didn't want the last thing to be about how Ignis had given up everything. She smiles to herself, though it's audible enough in her voice that he should be able to hear it in her gentle reminder as she reaches for his hands once more.]
I'd... appreciate it if you kept this between us.
[Not that she trusts that he won't, but it still needs reiterating, if only to really solidify just how important it is that he keep it secret.]
[He nods to confirm, and his hands easily curl into hers as she reaches for them, offering her a careful squeeze of reassurance in the process. Of course, there had never been any question of that.]
[She trusts him with a lot more than something as silly as a name.
Her grip is warm against his, either thanks to the coffee or the mutual understanding the both of them have (it's hard for Lightning to tell which), as is her smile. Even with the cold bursts of air coming in every time the door to the cafe opens, their table remains unaffected by it.]
You ever need to talk, I'm here.
[It never needs repeating, but having the reminder there is still nice to have.]
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It suits you.
[His own voice is soft, gentle, understanding.]
I'm honored that you trust me enough to share.
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[Ending that conversation on a lighter note – Lightning didn't want the last thing to be about how Ignis had given up everything. She smiles to herself, though it's audible enough in her voice that he should be able to hear it in her gentle reminder as she reaches for his hands once more.]
I'd... appreciate it if you kept this between us.
[Not that she trusts that he won't, but it still needs reiterating, if only to really solidify just how important it is that he keep it secret.]
There aren't a lot of people who know.
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Your secret is safe with me. I swear.
[He won't tell a soul.]
As ever, you can trust me.
we can wrap this here! ♥
[She trusts him with a lot more than something as silly as a name.
Her grip is warm against his, either thanks to the coffee or the mutual understanding the both of them have (it's hard for Lightning to tell which), as is her smile. Even with the cold bursts of air coming in every time the door to the cafe opens, their table remains unaffected by it.]
You ever need to talk, I'm here.
[It never needs repeating, but having the reminder there is still nice to have.]