[The kindness of the gesture is overwhelming. Ignis listens with both ears and then shaking fingertips as Kidwun and the Drifter--he can communicate with the Drifter now without relaying on a broken phone that's been ready to fall to pieces for far too long--explain how the bracelet works to him. However, even once they are done, Ignis doesn't break the silence. For once in his life, trained as he is in always knowing what to say when it needs to be said, he can't find the right words to express what he's feeling inside.
He bows his head slightly, turning it away from the two kind souls before him, fingers absently running over the gem as he swallows back the lump in his throat. He's not used to these kinds of gestures. Back home, he does what he does for the joy the act alone brings him; never has he been given something like this. Never...]
I...
[Ignis pauses blinking his right eye rapidly to push back the wetness there.]
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He bows his head slightly, turning it away from the two kind souls before him, fingers absently running over the gem as he swallows back the lump in his throat. He's not used to these kinds of gestures. Back home, he does what he does for the joy the act alone brings him; never has he been given something like this. Never...]
I...
[Ignis pauses blinking his right eye rapidly to push back the wetness there.]
How do I thank you for something like this?