[His fingers ghost up over the straight edged blade, curious and just shy of touching.]
Is this... Scientia?
[He'd been around for enough of Ignis' training that he recognized the style and after what Leonard had said about the whole... blinded by the ring thing he suspected it was the case.]
And mine... [His voice wavers slightly, but he doesn't want to admit just how touched he is that hehad somehow made such an impact on the Founder King that he warranted a mark on the other man's body. He still doesn't touch but he calls some of the chill of the ice magic to his hand, hovering just above the skin, cooling the air just enough to ease the ache of the fresh wound.]
Why the hell would you put my knife on you?!
[Wasn't that something that was meant to be reserved for family? He's flabbergasted, honored and at the same time uncertain of Izunia's sanity. He was nothing compared to so many of the others whose weapons the Founder wore.]
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Is this... Scientia?
[He'd been around for enough of Ignis' training that he recognized the style and after what Leonard had said about the whole... blinded by the ring thing he suspected it was the case.]
And mine... [His voice wavers slightly, but he doesn't want to admit just how touched he is that hehad somehow made such an impact on the Founder King that he warranted a mark on the other man's body. He still doesn't touch but he calls some of the chill of the ice magic to his hand, hovering just above the skin, cooling the air just enough to ease the ache of the fresh wound.]
Why the hell would you put my knife on you?!
[Wasn't that something that was meant to be reserved for family? He's flabbergasted, honored and at the same time uncertain of Izunia's sanity. He was nothing compared to so many of the others whose weapons the Founder wore.]