[He knows he doesn't. Not about the scars, at any rate. Ignis probably doesn't realize it, but just the thought of his cooking has already lifted his spirits a little. It's... been months, after all.
He remains silent until Ebony speaks up, after which he has to force himself not to chuckle in a sardonic tone.]
Good luck with that, Iggy. [He says, waving it off with a hand.] That's your area of expertise.
[Bus? What bus? He totally didn't metaphorically toss him under one.]
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He remains silent until Ebony speaks up, after which he has to force himself not to chuckle in a sardonic tone.]
Good luck with that, Iggy. [He says, waving it off with a hand.] That's your area of expertise.
[Bus? What bus? He totally didn't metaphorically toss him under one.]