Clearly, everyone's annoyed from so much fighting and Ignis doesn't know what to do anymore to keep everyone's agitation on down low. The more annoyed they get, the easier they will keep falling into traps.

Ignis feels like he was reborn when he's back in his own body when they step out of the room. He cracks his neck, following closely behind Gladio and next to Ravus. "Let us keep the heat and arguing on the down low. We don't want to attract even more attention." Three grown men and a naga- it's enough of a commotion as it is.

"Keep your eyes open for clues on who or what Mog is."