[Ignis made a quiet half-sound like he had thought better of a sentence before it even fully formed in his thoughts. Part of him wanted (for possibly the first time in thirty-two years) to actually admit to something he was feeling. Bucky even seemed like he'd have understood or come close to it. It felt easy to trust him, so like a much less short-tempered Gladio as he seemed.]
[But there was so much Ignis had never told even his closest friends, and prying away the mask of the politician and diplomat they were going to need before long to risk revealing his own uncertainty felt like an impossible, unsafe task.]
...so what is it you tell yourself, in response to a thought such as that?
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[But there was so much Ignis had never told even his closest friends, and prying away the mask of the politician and diplomat they were going to need before long to risk revealing his own uncertainty felt like an impossible, unsafe task.]
...so what is it you tell yourself, in response to a thought such as that?