With a bit of alcohol in him, Ignis' mind-to-mouth coordination became a bit loose. And what he would probably never bring up and leave it buried as a happy memory that will never repeat because of circumstances, gets actually brought up. Because Ignis is actually very sentimental and treasures all memories they had together.

"I haven't forgotten. But, sadly, it has been pushed to a second plan due to our circumstances," Ignis says, eyeing the drink. "... both here and back home." And with that Prophecy hanging above their heads like a guillotine, it's hard to think of anything else.

He tips the bottle a bit too much and ends up sinking the shot glass. He tsks loudly and leans back. "Luckily," Ignis says as he picks up the glass to drink his 'punishment', "we don't have access to pots and pans here." With a chuckle, he drinks up.