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[Ravus used an old-fashioned method to ask Ignis out, and that evening, he arrives at Ignis' front door to collect him, similarly old-fashioned. He's dressed in a grey suit with a purple pocket square. The gallery opening isn't a formal attire event, so he's forgone the tie, but otherwise he's impeccably dressed.

In lieu of flowers, he's brought a book for Ignis as a gift- an art book of the paintings in the exhibit with some background on the artists and
their works. He offers Ignis the book, and then his arm.]

Ignis, shall we go? We've much to see this evening.

[ ravus has indeed used a very old-fashioned method to ask ignis out, and it's incredibly effective. for all of ignis' skill with modern conveniences, it's the tried-and-true method of courtship that wins him over.

in their weeks here and within shared proximity, ignis is beginning to learn more about ravus and his quirks; realising how slowly but surely he is warming up to him. he's aware of his own privilege, getting to see the softer side of this infamously prickly, closed-off man.

he's taken special care to dress up tonight, in a dark-coloured, button-up shirt, unbuttoned at the collar. he brightens when he sees the book in his hand, delighted by the book as he recognises what it is immediately as he takes it from him, admiring the cover. ]

Thank you for the gift.

[ he doesn't put it aside, tucking it under his own arm as he takes ravus' gallantly offered one, warmed by that courteous gesture. ]

Yes, yes, of course. You look very handsome tonight.

[Ravus knows, unselfconsciously, that he is handsome. He nods at Ignis as they begin to walk.]

I would not wish to look out of place by your side, Ignis.

[And they do make a striking pair, he thinks. Between their attractiveness and the confidence with which they walk, people part before them, making it easy to navigate the streets even through a crowd.]

I hope it was no trouble to steal you away from your housemates for the evening.

[Ravus would even if it did inconvenience them, but for Ignis' peace of mind, he hopes the rest of the Lucians are otherwise engaged.]

You could never look out of place, I assure you. And I'm sure they can survive an evening without me.

[ although ignis is more than half-certain that ravus would probably enjoy it more if it did inconvenience them; such is the nature of their relationship. and really, sometimes ignis would probably allow it. sometimes.

even so, it doesn't escape him that they make a pretty attractive pair, but ignis finds himself more occupied with enjoying ravus' company than anything else -- the man is unfailingly polite, graceful, and as they find themselves headed into the museum, ignis can't help a flicker of excitement. tonight, he's here with someone he wants to spend more time with; this world has given them ample time and opportunities to get to know each other beyond just being allies.

how strange, that this world would be able to give him a precious glimpse into ravus' mind, to know what he likes.

he smiles, then gives his arm a gentle squeeze. ]

Tell me, what are your favourite works?

[Yes, if he had to admit to such things, the victory of getting this date with Ignis is made sweeter for knowing it denies the other Lucians.]

Of art in general, or of the exhibit tonight? On Eos, my family patronized a series of Impressionist landscapes done in watercolors. It well suited the mountains and fields of our country. They... they’ll all have burned with Fenestala Manor.

I'm sorry for bringing it up.

[ it hasn't been ignis' intention to bring back memories -- with all of ravus' ferocious standoffishness and his overall prickly nature, it's easy to forget that he had lost his home to the empire, too. people process their grief in different ways, and ravus' rage had been directed at lucis.

and now...

ignis shifts his hand in his arm, moving to squeeze his hand briefly as he seeks to distract him, gently guiding him away from any potential sadness. ]

And here...? I'm sure there must be a piece or two you would've liked to see.

[Ravus shakes his head.]

It is alright. They should not be forgotten.

[It's not the sort of thing Ravus should have brought up on a date, but he's never been the type to hold his tongue to spare someone's feelings. He squeezes Ignis' hand in return in an attempt to soften his... whole personality.]

We will have to find out together. I have only seen a few samplings thus far. The use of colors is bolder than I am used to, but it conveys the severity of the surface world.

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