[Ignis' own fondness of chocobos is a semi-well-kept secret, though not much of one at the moment, with how softened his expression is on regarding the little chick in Prompto's arms.]

One can only hope she doesn't develop the same habits as the last black chocobo I came across. [He rubs the top of her head with two fingertips, and lets out the softest-sounding chuckle.]

Though I might forgive this one for stealing my spectacles, so long as it doesn't happen too often.