And a response, and droll and slightly rumbling of in more ways than one was there, balanced on Ignis' lips, but that thumb on his cheek seemed to already say it, without even needing the words. He knew that if he did say it,it would be nothing but unnecessary redundancy and tedium. Besides, what words could really truly encapsulate everything there unspoken between them?

"Why, it's barely even worth thinking about," he said, instead, still low and rumbled, as he reminded himself that they weren't the only people in the room, and so a light leaning into that hand would have to suffice for now.