[While Ignis does appreciate manners in other people, they aren't exactly mandatory for him. After all, he has kept tabs on someone with a clear lack of them anyway. The cape detail, though. He can't help picking the garment out of the soup, reaching for a napkin and cleaning it before it got anymore dirty, listening to Yehn's words.]

I can only imagine. I don't think there is anything alike this place anywhere else, to be quite frank. Perhaps this place is but a neutral land for people to gather?

There's nothing to apologize for, Lady Yehn. These might not be attires that I'm used to wear, yet I can't say I am exactly uncomfortable in them.