Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

"You didn't invite me to," Ignis countered, though softly, far less combative and just more...explanatory, and despite himself, with that one in particularly, he had to almost smile a little wryly at just how off they'd been, but the smile turned just fond and relieved as his fingers lightly traced down Liliana's cheek, "and I was too restless for sleep, and I thought maybe you'd enjoy getting to sleep in and focus on your class without me distracting you..."

The trailing fingers found her hair, appreciating just how nice it felt to run through it again, but then that softness worked itself into a bit of a frustrated huff.

"And I," he added, a bit more irritably, "was waiting on Gladio to inform me of the situation before proceeding myself. We all know how accurate the squirrels and the subsequent reporters can be at times, and I figured, a matter of importance like that would be brought to my attention directly, so I was proceeding with a sense of....reserved caution. But, apparently, they are still in the process of thinking it through, which is....reassuring, at least, that they're giving it due consideration..."