Apparently he's not the only one who can't use their skills, either. He had a little bit of a chat with someone about their inability to call their weapons. Which is why he took so long, really. Still, he sighs.

He... wants nothing more than to go back to sleep, but he's way too keyed up to even try right now. Even if it would make the trip to wherever the hell they're being taken to that much faster.

"Figure we might as well start looking." Again, for him. "And don't push yourself too hard."

He won't be any good to him with his face on the floor. He stands, holding out a hand to his brother in all but blood. He can lean on him if Ignis needs to. At any point. No judging.