[Although Ignis had already seen the attires belonging to the royal guards, and how little they left to the imagination, the truly awful thing was to see Noctis wearing that. Noctis. The very same King who he had seen growing up ever since a little kid.

It was a blessing they were provided with a proper cape, giving his flustered face. Ignis could tell how much embarrassment he was having.] I believe they would be in equal terms should they were around, I'm afraid. Hardly a situation they could mock about.

Would you care joining me, then? I was planning on taking some fresh air outside… and yes. I believe I can see you perfectly fine. [He's still curious about all those questions, yet for now he choses not to ask. Instead, he cares more about Noctis' wellbeing, hoping that a stroll could help lifting his mood.]