Drinking won't make the problems magically disappear but, for a moment, it will help them forget about them. They have been through too much in short period of time. And even Ignis has his limits, no matter how much he steels himself.

"Understandable," Ignis nods, taking a sip of his own drink. The scorch of the alcohol is more than welcome.

"I'm-" Ignis' fingers tapped against the table, "...I will be fine." Noct is the one who won't be, he thinks and resists to grit his teeth. "I'm sorry you had to see it. You already had too much on your plate."