Burning hot skin against his- the hand at the back of his neck tightening- skin peeling away from his hip as-

Ignis-

The sound of his full name made Ignis' hands tighten even more, the knuckles white with strain. It took a moment and the effort was visible, but slowly, wide green eyes crept up to stare at Cor. The next breath he took was shaky, but his gaze never left the Marshal.

"... does Noctis know what happened?"