[ It lingers in the back of his mind just as much; there's a chance that it honestly might not matter if everything comes to pass, but Ignis fully intends to fight with ever fiber of his being to make certain that it does not. He still has a job to do and he'll do it in any capacity that he's able to. He'll be a good king, Ignis tells himself as he follows the steady guide of Noct's arm, following with his steps matches as closely as possible.

There's no hesitation in his movements now that Noct's leading; in this and everything, he'll follow Noct. That won't ever change, sight or not. ]

Uneventful to a point of dullness. Which is why I have the list.

[ Gladio still gives the both of them looks when they're up and about for too long of a period like he had when Ingis told him that he was going to dog grocery shopping. Thankfully, he knew better than to fight over it when Ignis insisted he was going and that he was fine.

Now, Ignis thinks he understands a little better why Noct was so drowsy all the time. It might just be a natural disposition, but if he was expending that much energy channeling any portion of power when he fought, it was no small wonder that he was so tired. They near the spice vendor, he thinks - it always smells so strongly and he'd never really noticed until he couldn't see it coming. ]

If they have cinnamon, let's add that to the list.