The fact that Ignis is muttering doesn't sit well, but they are both exhausted so he lets it slide. They have a lot to process and still have to find those who were sensed floating in the Dream Width. Not to mention finding Prompto.

"Starting to wish I'd left that bastard as an ice statue." But damn, if it wasn't cathartic to run him through with the Trident. He'll leave that mental image for Ignis to ponder as he goes to get the tea prepared, instead focusing on trying to reach Prompto and hoping he isn't caught in a nebula of his own; then a message to those on the airship he was supposed to be on.

He doesn't look up right away as he takes the cup, glad he has practice texting one-handed. He also doesn't mind if Ignis looks over his shoulder.

"Right, got it." He sends the one to the group he was assigned and sits back. Nothing else to do but hope it went through and wait for the tea to finish steeping. Please let the iMog work out here.

"Tried sending a message. Hopefully it gets through."