"Well," Ignis offered, in a rather interesting mirror of another conversation going on that day, with a faint smile, "if you do find yourself a bit overwhelmed, I'm sure we can work out a viable escape plan."

He was, after all, the strategist of the group, and that was also something he had done on occasion for the benefit of the other topic of this discussion.

"And I'm quite convinced that Noctis could spend an entire month without interacting with anyone other than Prompto, Gladio, and myself, and be perfectly content with that. He never does well with too much attention and he's never exactly had much...social grace for conversation. Which puts him in an interesting spot, as heir to the throne of Lucis, but..." Ignis' shoulders lifted, almost a shrug. "That where I come in."