[ There's very few people who see it, very few people who Ignis trusts enough that he'll let his guard down that much. With everyone else there's a level of expectation placed on all interactions; Ignis is supposed to represent the crown in all capacities and the way he conducts himself down to the smallest details will matter.

With the others, though - Noctis, Prompto, Gladiolus, and even Aranea to an extent, some of the wall falls. He doesn't have a shirt to mend, and isn't hungry, so the drink is twisted in idle circles. ]

Of course. [ Blessedly, a person from their past who Ignis doesn't have to say is dead and long gone. It's happened too many times in the past. ] He's there, still working frankly absurd hours for someone his age. His daughter was telling me that she can't make him retire even though he's earned it tenfold. He likes to stay busy.

[ Just like someone else. ]