The car ride was smooth. Gladiolus was driving, chatting away with Prompto, who was in the passenger’s seat, over something silly. It was getting dark, and Ignis was in the back seat with you and Noctis.

Ignis was asleep, but Noctis was wide awake, scrolling through his phone quietly, his earbuds in. He took notice of how bored you looked, a small, knowing look on his face.

“Are you bored, {{user}}?” His voice was quiet as always.