Probably for the best. Considering his reaction speed is already slowing down a bit, and he's slowly descending down that rabbit hole he is trying so hard to avoid. Because worry. He worries for everyone.

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Okay, he knows that's not what Ignis said at all, but the thought of playing a game with his oldest friend? Uh, hell yes? He leans forward, a little skeptical but he does uncross his arms. He's already in before he asks: "What kind of game?"