[he hates this. At least back home, they could take some sort of action when they heard the news. He rests a hand on the prince's shoulder, giving him a squeeze. Even if Ignis was the sort to do more than that, he doesn't feel like Noct would accept it.
After a moment Ignis moves his hand away and picks up the box, taking out the cooking stuff]
no subject
After a moment Ignis moves his hand away and picks up the box, taking out the cooking stuff]
Where are all of the cooking ingredients?
[when in doubt, cook a meal]