[ at least one of them is sleeping soundly. ignis can manage nothing more than a doze, trying to ignore thoughts that circle his mind repetitively when there's nothing to distract himself with. not even the arm around his middle or gladio's face pressed against him can bother ignis out of his musings. at this rate he's never going to sleep again.
after an hour or so ignis finally gives up, shifting to nudge gladio in the side with one elbow. he waits until the other is only just surfacing from his sleep before asking something.] Gladio. Do you know anything about a citadel?
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after an hour or so ignis finally gives up, shifting to nudge gladio in the side with one elbow. he waits until the other is only just surfacing from his sleep before asking something.] Gladio. Do you know anything about a citadel?