That impulse to protest had risen up in Ignis' throat again; it even managed to make it to the tip of his tongue, mouth opening to let it out, but he stopped it before it made it quite that far. And when his lips closed around that near-start, they were smiling softly and giving her a soft kiss back. "I would expect nothing less from you, darling. I'm sure it will be nothing short of exceptional."

Even if he did feel the reason for such a thing was fairly unremarkable. Although, perhaps, rather convenient, as something for Liliana to pour some of that residual elation from her hard-won victory into. Who was he to deny her that, just because he felt that celebrating his birthday felt....mostly superfluous?

(Especially when he quite suspected the would have more than a few choice words to express about that particular notion....)