"I really wish we did." He spoke honestly, sipping the coffee and wrapping his hands around the mug as though to draw the warmth to him. They were alone and he promised to explain to Ignis what had happened.

"I guess...now's as good a time as any. What's the last thing you remember?" He knew Altissia, but he wasn't sure how much of the repercussions Ignis would remember and obviously what happened to him hadn't come to pass yet.