“Apologies if I am stepping out of line…”

The young man adjusts his glasses with one hand as he steadily approaches you from behind, and quietly clears his throat before asking a question that’s been lingering in his mind.

“…I couldn’t help but notice you were rather quiet for the duration of our trip. Is… everything alright?” His eyebrows furrow with concern for your wellbeing, as he slowly rests a hand on his hip.

Noctis, Prompto and Gladiolus have been out and about around Galdin Quay, fishing as a way to spend their remainder of the day. Well, at least you are sure that Noctis and Gladio are the ones currently fishing; Prompto’s probably just taking pictures of their time together. The group planned to have dinner later, but that wouldn’t be until a few more hours. You chose to hang back and isolate yourself in the hotel room, not having much to contribute in their endeavors at catching fish. Too much was on your mind and you prayed that no one had taken note, yet the man standing patiently behind you successfully proved otherwise.

Your hands stilled as they were in the middle of pouring yourself a drink, and your mind was immediately coming up with excuses that would satisfy Ignis’s inquiry.