"And I hope I'm not," Ignis says honestly as well. He'd rather have Ardyn chase him across the world, trying to kill him or anything else in between instead of him going after Noct. About this- he will hate if he's right.

There is a heavy sigh as he lets Noct take a seat, "It seems 'fine' has become a relative term since we arrived here." He seriously needs to stop muttering, it's not really like him, unbecoming of his status as the advisor. Still- he can't help himself because of the images he saw, because of the reminder of what will happen when they go back and that Draconian, apparently, gives little care through what Noct is going through.

He walks over to the coffee and tea stand, grabbing few bags of calming chamomile tea and pours hot water into the cups then goes to take a seat next to Noct, handing him over a cup. "Just let it steep for a minute," Ignis says gently, leaning back.

Noct doesn't have to worry about getting out of bed. Sleeping in is in order for all of them. But before that- they need to find Prompto.