[ Ignis polishes his off and then reaches for a second, folding it neatly in two as well. He eats the same way he does everything - careful, considering, making certain he won't spill. Normally there are suit pants to worry about but this time, of course, it's just pajamas. ]

No, I think they wanted the ability to read music and understand it to be useful to help me develop my mind more than anything else. I can't read much of it these days; much like any language, you lose the ability if you don't use it actively.

[ They are absolutely going to kill this pizza if they're not careful. Ignis resists the urge to kiss him as he stands, heading over to the box of wings, bringing those back to the couch for them both. They're marginally more acceptable than the pizza. ]