Tony stared at Ignis for a moment, unsure what was happening. He wanted to look at his hand when the lance was suddenly gone from it, but something made him continue to stare at him. Was it possible he hadn't burned this bridge? How many times had Steve forgiven him before the end? He didn't know, but Ignis wasn't Steve. He was the young man handing him a charm and placing it in his hand.

He wanted to ask what this meant, but he couldn't actually speak. He looked down finally at the charm itself. A black skull? That was.. he had no words. His hand curled around it and he nodded. "You too."

He wanted to say something more profound than that, but nothing came.