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I couldn't really put it much plainer

Who: Ignis Scientia & Little One
What: Meeting up
Where: On the train, in the dining carriage
When: After the train shaking event is over

After the events of the train had died down, Ignis had made sure he healed whatever passengers he came across. And after that business then he went back to the other place that mattered the most to him besides his room which was of course the dining carriage.

Everything was everywhere and he knew he had a long hard night ahead of him trying to put everything back to the way it had been before. Precious things like herbs and spices had been scattered everywhere and they would need to be repurchased whenever the train stopped again. This didn't even mention the broken glass that seemed to be everywhere now.

With a sigh, Ignis first made himself some coffee, which luckily that had survived. His green eyes surveyed the mess, andhe stood there with the coffee cup in hand, mentally cataloguing where to start. But then he got down on his hands and knees and began to clean glass and whatever else was broken and scattered. As he worked though, the advisor thought he heard footsteps, so he pushed his glasses up with his fingers and turned to see who was here now with him.

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It probably wasn't as bad as it could have been, if they had just left things to float and then crash when the gravity magic began working once more. Then there would have been a bigger mess.

As it were her makeshift luggage bedroom was pretty much destroyed so she had moved back into her actual room, Tony had said she could and she woke up there every morning anyways. Moving out was hard work.

She had wandered into the kitchen to find food, sometimes people decided to bake and there were sweet things to pilfer. Except here instead of chasing off hungry looking children they invited her in and gave her cake, it was a strange train indeed.

Today she saw a man. Ignis. One of the last few people she hadn't properly spoken to yet, but someone she had seen around. He was on the floor and at first she wondered if he were hurt. She moved towards him, mindful of her bare feet and the glass on the floor. It looked like he was tidying up.

"Do you be being alright down there?"

He shook his head at the little girl, just not wanting her to get hurt. And if he ever found out who was in charge of kidnapping children for a train ride they would definitely hear from him.

"Please do be careful, there's spilled glass everywhere." It was half on his mind to pick this girl up and carry her to the safety of a chair if she got any closer. He could heal her certainly, but if he could prevent any injuries, then he'd most definitely rather do that.

Ignis didn't know what to make a of her asking him if he was alright, but it was charming that she would ask after a stranger's well being. "I am alright, though I do not wish to see you get hurt." And it occurred to him that she might be hungry, or bored, or both.

Edited 2019-08-22 03:35 (UTC)

"I will no be standing on it." She's not stupid, she does come closer though, being careful of the glass, knowing sometimes it could be very small indeed.

"You do be being Ignis right? Do you be needing help? It do be being a big mess."

She doesn't like chores but also there's no point in leaving things a mess when it was them that had to live in it.

For some reason, Ignis is worried, but then that's what he does a lot of and often. So his green eyes watch the girl's steps carefully, ready to get up and aid her if needed. And it was certainly a nerve wracking experience.

Surprise registered on his face that she knew his name but he nodded. "Yes, I am Ignis." Here this little girl definitely had the advantage. But then the surprise abated and he shook his head. "I will clean up the glass first and then you can come over and help if you'd like."

Saying this, Ignis got up and carefully avoided cutting himself in order to get the glass under control.

"Okay." She nodded and stopped where she was, looking around for a moment before clambering up onto one of the counter tops, out of danger of glass.

She sat and watched him, apart from his name and what room he was sleeping in she didn't know anything about him. He was in the kitchen a lot, perhaps he enjoyed cooking.

Because he was dressed in Blue and it wasn't even Blue groups turn to work in the kitchen.

He watched as she climbed and breathed out a sigh of relief as she was up on the counter top. Now hopefully she stayed put and didn't fall off.

Ignis hadn't minded wearing the colour blue because it happened to be his favourite colour. Why that was he wouldn't divulge but he really didn't mind it.

The kitchen was the closest thing he had to home so he spent a great deal of time there whenever he had the chance. And as he'd told Noct once, his favourite part of cooking was the joy he saw on people's faces when they were eating whatever he made them.

Sweeping the glass up, the advisor paused and looked over. "You know my name, but I do not know yours. Would you mind telling me what it is?"

"I do no be having one." She shrugged at him but offered him a smile. "Mister Stark did be calling me Buttercup and Peter did be saying I could be using Athena or Minerva who do be being smart gods in his world. So you can be calling me whatever you do be wanting to."

She wouldn't claim any of them. Too dangerous. She had almost gotten too close to Tony like that. She can't claim a name, they aren't hers to take. But if it makes it easier for people to call her things she doesn't much mind what those things are.

"Just do no be calling me brat. I do no be liking that."

Her answer was a bit confusing to say the least. Buttercup sounded like more of an affectionate nickname, and naming a child after a deity might be a gamble. So the advisor was silent as he finished placing the glass into the trash.

And as he was silent, she spoke again and Ignis had to laugh slightly. "No, brat is a name reserved for someone else that I know, and not you." This comment of course brought the dark haired brat to mind who was now a King.

Back to the present and one thing at a time as he was fond of advising. Sighing, Ignis looked at the girl after shaking his head. "Nothing comes to mind, but as soon as I'm done here, I'll make us something to eat. Perhaps that will give me time to come up with something."

Setting his empty coffee cup down, his green eyes looked around. Maybe there was juice or milk or something he could offer her.

Edited 2019-08-25 02:49 (UTC)

She nodded with a smile. She really didn't mind what he called her. If he made her food he could call her anything he wanted. She knew how to cook but that didn't mean she didn't like eating food without having to go to the effort of making it herself.

"What do you be wanting to be making? I can be getting the ingredients from the stores if you do be wanting me to."

She probably shouldn't let him do all the work.

This child was really throwing him. He couldn't get Noct to lift a finger without asking and here this one was, just offering to help him. So he thought a moment about what he'd made recently.

He'd made the mother and child rice bowl for Tony which had gone over well. And Ignis was impressed with how stocked things were compared to what he figured would be available. So he could pretty much duplicate anything.

"Tell me some of the things you like to eat, and I'll go from there."

Her willingness to help him out, and his enjoyment of seeing the looks on the faces of the people he cooked for was the reason he was trying to get her to tell him what she wanted.

Edited 2019-08-30 03:35 (UTC)

"I do be liking honey cakes best but anything with honey do be being nice. Like carrots and fish."

She eats anything honestly, but the sweeter the better.

The food people make here has been strange. Often the same ingredients as she knew but put together all weird. She could cook herself she supposed, if she wanted to make the things she knew.

"Fish I have, and I've seen carrots." Well this one liked veggies, that was a change from what he normally heard.

He looked the shelves up and down and located a few of the ingredients that he was looking for. Ignis hadn't made honey cakes since Insomnia and even that was years and ago. Briefly he thought about trying to remake the Tenebraen dessert that he made for Noctis that he couldn't ever get quite right.

Green eyes continued to scan and he shook his head. "I can make a honey lavender cheesecake if that is acceptable."

"Cheesecake? A cake that do be being made of cheese?" With honey and lavender? What a strange combination. But if it had honey it would be sweet and cake was always good. She nodded.

"It do be sounding nice."

She definitely wasn't going to complain about food not when it was being made for her. She should probably be more careful but she's not given many people a reason to want to hurt her, only Tony. And she already knew there were no obvious poisons on the train.

"You're not entirely wrong." Ignis smiled. He couldn't help it because it completely sounded like something Noct would ask. And with her nod, the advisor went to work.

"I came across the recipe back home, but I'd never had a chance to try it out myself. But now I suppose is a good time as any." He still said recipe as recipeh but that was just his accent. He'd been made fun of for it and mocked, but Ignis would always be himself.

As he worked to make the fish and carrots and cheesecake, he found some Apple juice and offered that to her along with making himself another cup of coffee.

Not entirely wrong? She didn't like being wrong at all. She wrinkled her nose but listened as he explained he had never made it before. She accepted the juice with a thank you and sipped at it slowly as she watched him.

It's strange, sat up here watching him cook. Back home she would never be allowed to be idle in the kitchen, there would always be pots to scrub or things to prepare. But it was like he had more than two arms, he was doing so many things at once. "Did you be being a cook before you did be coming to the train?"

For his part, Ignis didn't really like anyone making anything with him since he had his own style and taste. And he ran the kitchen very efficiently and in a precise manner because that's who he was. But for all that, the advisor absolutely didn't mind the company and she didn't have to lift a finger to help.

Looking over at her as he was preparing the fish now, he nodded. "I most certainly was a chef. And I was the only one among my friends who could cook." Even if the King did have a part time job as a sushi chef, the other had admitted to him that he was 'winging it' as they cooked breakfast together one morning.

Pausing mid slice into the fish, he tried a smile at the little girl. "But I do rather enjoy it."

"The only one? Did they no be learning?" He had said friends but maybe friends all had jobs for one another. She doesn't really know anything about friends. Peter kept calling her his friend and so did Tony but they were confusing and made her head hurt.

"I do no be minding making food. But I do be liking it better when I can be eating it. That do be being the best thing."

"Sort of.." Ignis answered, "their strengths simply lay elsewhere." For example, Gladio could make a fire. But he didn't mention that and kept moving around. And he'd just set a pot down when the little girl announced she liked eating.

So he nodded at her. "Sweet are the fruits of one's own labour." He'd said as much to Noctis one morning when he was able to get the King to agree to get up early one time and make breakfast with him.

It sounded like something Kant would say and she nodded. She sipped her apple juice again. She liked this too, it was also sweet but in a different way to honey.

"Do you be having a favourite thing to be cooking?"

Conversation isn't her strongest skill, but she's been trained and she's practised, so she's trying.

He was surprised that she was talking to him so much, since 'don't talk to strangers' always seemed to be a thing. But in this case she was safe, Ignis wouldn't let any harm come to her even if he wouldn't say as much.

Green eyes looked at the little girl and he nodded. "There are some things on my favourite list but I have yet to make them."

Turning around he did a few more things and came back.

"I will most certainly share with you when I do. Is that acceptable?"

Edited 2019-09-06 04:15 (UTC)

"That do be being very acceptable." She smiled and sipped her apple juice some more.

She watched him silently, he was strange. Not in the dangerous way Tony was or the utterly baffling way Peter was but still. When Sami cooked she was always angry, banging pots and cursing little girls who got underfoot. The Poison Apple's food was highly regarded but the kitchen was a busy, bustling place. Sami would have never let her sit idle while she cooked.

But Ignis was calm and his words were soft. Even though he was doing lots of work, he didn't seem angry at all.

She seemed awfully polite though Ignis couldn't say why her smiles somehow made him feel a little better so he nodded to her reply. And with the inexperience, maybe he should find her a book..and that made the advisor pause as he went to get some more ingredients off a high shelf.

Did she read? Could she read? If not, he supposed he could..read to her once he found some books. But that would wait because food was more important right now.

Working as quickly and efficiently as he could, dinner was made. Dessert preparations had started when Ignis figured he'd broach his earlier wonderings.

"When you were back home, had you been taught to read?"

Edited 2019-09-08 01:22 (UTC)

She nodded with a grin, she was very proud of her learning. Not many children in Gauig knew how to read and she could and write too. "I can be reading and writing, I do be being good at it."

Pride was an invitation for ruin as Kant would say and maybe she should be more modest. But there's so much on this train that she doesn't know about she feels she needs to make it clear she really isn't stupid, not at all!

"Ah, so you do know how to read and write which is splendid." He smiled because maybe eventually that could be a thing they could do together.

Different worlds meant different people which meant different abilities and aptitudes. But with her voice sounded so confident, it was definitely a positive sign indeed.

"And here I was going to offer to teach you, but it seems you already have that covered." This statement came with a smile as he got the cheesecake part together.

He had been going to teach her? just like that? People on this train were definitely very strange. "I do be having that covered." She nodded in agreement and she watched him put ingredients together to make the cheesecake.

"Do it be needing to be going in the fire?"

Ignis smiled but he'd turned away before she could see it. The way she talked was cute even if it was a little off to him in his mind.

But after a moment or two, he turned back around and shook his head. "No..this one requires refrigeration."

Once the crumbs were pressed in with the remaining lavender and butter, Ignis put that away to chill.

By this time, that was done, the salmon was ready as were the carrots. The little girl's earlier comment about honey had him put that ingredient into the salmon and carrots, so both were honey glazed.

Setting both on a plate, he refilled her juice and placed everything in front of her.

"I hope you're hungry." And then he went back to work on the cheesecake.

"Refrigeration..." She wrinkled her nose, she didn't know what that was but she was sure if she watched carefully enough she would figure it out. "Do you know you could be killing Peter with that?" She nodded towards the cake before she concentrated on the food.

She was very hungry and this looked delicious. He had even put honey on the fish and carrots. It was the closest to food she was used to she had had since arriving on the train. She grinned a delighted smile.

Silence as a very hungry girl eats.

He doesn't know who Peter is but maybe too much sugar could kill someone. He'd heard of conditions like that though luckily Noctis wasn't one of those cases. With the sudden silence then, Ignis just smiled, content to let this little girl eat.

That gave him time to finish his coffee and get himself another cup. It also gives him time to get the cheesecake finished.

It's delicious and she eats slowly, savouring the taste. She eats it all even if she feels very full before she is done. It's so tasty though she doesn't want to waste it!

"I do be thanking you." She remembers her manners eventually. "It do be being very nice."

Ignis smiled, when she spoke because this little girl was something else.

"I have plenty more should you still be hungry or I can save it for later. And the cheesecake should be done here in a little bit."

He couldn't even begin to say that he was impressed with her manners, but someone had taught her very well.

Her eyes grew slightly wide. "I do be thinking if I did be eating even more and then cheesecake I will be exploding." She told him truthfully. The food is delicious but eating two dinners is crazy!

"Do you no be wanting to be eating too?"

He laughed lightly.

"Then no more fish and carrots for now. I don't quite have the clean up capacity for an exploded little girl."

More clean up was needed after the whole cheesecake had gotten done and he nodded. "I have some set aside. I find that I'm in need of coffee instead of food right at the moment." So he turned away to get it. "How are you doing on you juice? Do you need a refill?"

She blinked at him and then laughed when she realised the joke. It would not do good to explode all over the kitchen, when he had just cleaned it!

She peered at her juice and shook her head, there was still plenty left. "You do be liking coffee a lot?"

That child's laughter sounded beautiful and Ignis thought that maybe making her laugh at least once a day was a thing that he should put on his task list. He used to do that with Noct too, so he definitely had experience with children even though he'd been a child himself.

Turning his eyes to the little girl now, the advisor nodded. "I've found that it's like having an old friend visit from back home."

She tilted her head, she wasn't really sure what he meant by that. She had never really had friends. They weren't necessary things and she wasn't sure how she would feel about people from home being here.

She missed them, but it was hard enough keeping herself hidden and small on this train without further complications.

On the flip side it would be so much easier just to follow orders, to have someone here who knew things and could tell her the best course of action. Figuring it out all by herself was hard. Especially with people like Tony ready to hurt her the moment she put a toe out of line.

The one person she wanted here wouldn't come. Not ever so she wasn't even worth thinking about.

"It do be... a thing that do making you happy?" She tried to understand.

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She was quiet and Ignis wondered at the reason for it, but even with her, he wouldn't pry. Prying (and even respectfully at that) was only for people he was close to.

Nodding to her question, he looked at her thoughtfully. "I've certainly found that sometimes it's the small things in life that give the greatest happiness." Though to be honest if Ignis could just go home he'd be extremely happy. But then again, none of them belonged here.

"Cooking is another thing that brings joy."

Small things gave the greatest happiness... Interesting. She nodded. Like honeycakes. They were small and gave her great happiness.

She smiled at him as she sipped her apple juice. It was clear how much he liked to cook and in her opinion it made his food taste better. At least that had been some of the tastiest food she'd ever had! And the food people made on this train was already pretty good!

The smile he got was beautiful and precious. But Ignis had to turn away because it wouldn't do to get attached to anyone here.

Turning to look into the refrigerator and then looked back at the little girl. "The cheesecake looks about ready. You saved room didn't you?"

She hadn't really but one thing she knew about food, there was always room for sweet things. She grinned. "Of course I did be. That do be being very quick for it to be being ready."

She had little knowledge of how the fridge worked, except it was cold. Impossibly cold.

He wouldn't comment about how he did what he did, but Ignis definitely had a trick or two up his sleeve.

"Alright, one piece of cheesecake coming up then."

Turning around, he reached for a plate up in the cupboard and grabbed it. Fetching a fork and a knife, the advisor cut the first piece for his guest and gave her a napkin along with the fork.

"I do be thanking you." She took the cheesecake, not sure why she needed a... towel? She cuts some cheesecake with the knife and picks it up. She has figured out forks from watching other people but they seem like a lot of effort when she has hands that are perfectly suited to the job of picking up food.

It was good. Creamy and not really like cheese at all. Sweet. She grinned around her mouthful, eating happily.

"You're quite welcome."

And he turned back around to get some of he dinner and refilled his coffee. The next thing he did was to get his own slice of cheesecake. Coming back to the little girl, he couldn't help but smile at the blissful face he saw.

Small things indeed.

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