If there was anything to dispel the shortcomings of a too-large space, it was certainly someone with the ability to know how to use that space, and it was little surprise to Ignis that Liliana knew how to do just that. It wasn't the boot against his leg, however, that made the steady chopping cease, his attention caught, but that small, deliberate clink of metal on the counter. His head turned his ear toward it slightly, a faint wrinkle of consternation for failing to identify it creasing his brow. A fleeting moment, though, and he presumed his work.

"The night is still quite young," he answered. "It would be a shame it call it finished with just dinner, don't you think?"