That makes sense. It is completely logical. The only problem is that he can't focus on it right now. Not with chatter around him, this rain, Ravus calling out for Luna.

"Ugh... my head," Ignis presses the palm of his hand against his forehead, trying to block out the noise, the cries. He knows what will happen next. And he also knows he doesn't want to see it- he doesn't want Clarus to see it either.

He can feel the sounds blurring slightly, just as Gladio... Ardyn, comes running.