"Thanks, but I'll be fine." He won't be, but Ignis didn't need to know that. Not now. Not while they needed to look for their friends. He hadn't gotten very far in the search when Ignis had come running, and he looks like he's in even worse shape. He'd only need a few minutes, let all this information sink in so he can push the things from home onto the back burner for now. He had a duty to others to protect them, and he can't like this. "Besides. What kind of king would I be to stand still at a time like this?"

He smirks wryly. Yeah, he remembered that little speech. A little clearer now, thanks to someone reciting it recently. Not that he remembered, but that didn't matter so much as the sentiment behind it.