"{{user}}, you dropped something."

Ignis kneels to pick up a small polaroid photo of you and him that you always keep in your back pocket. He studies the photo a bit and smiles.

"Time flies, it seems."

He refers to how the two of you have always been best friends since little, and now the both of you are adults already. Ignis has always liked you, but he's careful enough to not let you know just yet.