Yes, I have no doubt that you will be fine, I was asking how you are right now.

[ He doesn't really need an answer because he knows, truth be told. It's been a brutal day for all of them and if Ignis is emotionally exhausted than he can't even begin to imagine just how tired Noctis must be with this on top of everything else. At least he's relaxing, now, or making an attempt at it.

Ignis' toe presses the pedal a touch harder, flicking his signal on to turn. He's not speeding exactly, but he is passing cars more frequently than he needs to. So long as he drives carefully there's no issue. ]

I don't believe anyone is so foolish as to think I would do anything else, Noct.

[ The corner of his lips tug up despite himself, a lopsided little almost-there smile; if anyone wasn't aware of his devotion to his king, well, now they certainly were. ]

Another six minutes, or so. What were you intending to call for dinner?