Ignis decided not to tell Gladio that he had gotten used to him coming and going. It's not worth it, he thought. Not in that moment. Instead, he laughed. "There have been other to take up your mantle, don't worry. I'll be glad to cook for you once again."

How could he sum up what he had been doing here? It was hard to put into words. He shook his head. It was so good to laugh. "Why would I want to be in charge of this place? It's dreadful. As for what I've been doing...Surviving. Mostly. Learning things about myself. The usual affair."