[If that's Estoc's aim, then Ignis is more than willing to lend a hand. He wants to return a favor and help the man out the same way he helped Ignis. It might not be anything special, but, hopefully, it counts?

Ignis stares grimly at the glass and downs the rest of the drink in one go, muttering more for himself than Ravus-]

If only...

[The second part makes him look over for a moment before he gets lost in the thought.]

I've known him for a very long time. He proved me, on many occasions, that he's more than capable of being a great King. [His fingers tighten around the glass to the point his knuckles turn white.

He won't have a chance to be.]