Turbulence? The alarm goes in Ignis' head at that. Was Noctis alright? They weren't on the ship together, unfortunately. Once he leaves this place he will have to properly look for him. For now, he has to focus on getting out.

"Do you know how I can leave?" Right now. "Or-" he looks over back at the Altar as the ethereal form of Lady Lunafreya nods at her brother and disappears into the hollow, cold night, "-or do I have to wait for the memory to end?" He has never experienced something like this before. For once, Ignis Scientia has no clue what to do.