[Ignis is happy to let Noctis hover around as long as he doesn't get in the way. (If he does, it's an immediate banishment for you, Noct. You may be the prince, but the kitchen is his kingdom.) Immediately, he sets to work taking stock of what food is in this house.
It's...mostly canned things, to which Ignis makes a very visible face of disgust. It's what he expected after seeing this place in the state it was in, but still, he finds himself disappointed. Fresh ingredients are the way to go every single time. But he supposes he can't be choosy in a desolate town, if you could even call this settlement that. He'll have to improvise.
He starts taking out cans and lining them up on the counter and it's...mostly vegetables. Sorry, Highness, but his hands are tied.]
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It's...mostly canned things, to which Ignis makes a very visible face of disgust. It's what he expected after seeing this place in the state it was in, but still, he finds himself disappointed. Fresh ingredients are the way to go every single time. But he supposes he can't be choosy in a desolate town, if you could even call this settlement that. He'll have to improvise.
He starts taking out cans and lining them up on the counter and it's...mostly vegetables. Sorry, Highness, but his hands are tied.]