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“Hey, Iggy. Say cheese!”
The car was brought to a halt at the traffic light and Ignis turned to look at Prompto. He had snapped a picture.
“Why do you insist on taking pictures of me at the most inopportune times?”
Prompto grinned at the work of art on his camera.
“‘Cause it’s when you’re the most relaxed. When you’re doing something, you’re usually focused. And when you’re looking at me, you’re intently listening.”
Ignis hummed and turned his attention back to the road.
“I suppose that way you can preserve the best of me.”
“That’s my favorite part, Iggy.”