"An hour. That is quite a flight," Ignis muses. The more time they spend here, the more is Ignis curious about the world they are on. He should probably focus on finding out how to return back to their Star but he doubts that their ticket back would be just handed to them for free.

"Ah, what about Prompto? Did he decide about his job?" Their bright and skittish friend- Ignis wonders how is he adapting to their new surroundings. "There should be some job that can fit him." Like marksman or something. If there are Ninjas, marksmen should be standard.