[It's likely an elf thing, and an age thing. Ignis hasn't asked Curufin how old he is, but one look at his face tells him enough. There's a wisdom there that goes far beyond the relative youth of his appearance.]
Mm, he is. [When she leans on him, he glances down at the top of her head and doesn't fight the small smile that comes unbidden to his lips. Things are easier when they're together. Arguments are so easy to have when the other person isn't in front of you.]
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Mm, he is. [When she leans on him, he glances down at the top of her head and doesn't fight the small smile that comes unbidden to his lips. Things are easier when they're together. Arguments are so easy to have when the other person isn't in front of you.]
I love you.