"Not quite Majesty yet. Father is not well, but he's not at death's door yet, either." Yeah, make that more than twenty-seven years, Ignis. Longer than you've been alive.

"And there is nothing to be sorry for, it's fine. I ... am probably too much of an expected for you to think of it. Especially with whatever you mentioned about Insomnia."

He's not pushing for more information. But he's certainly not forgotten.