[Given time, the small observations that Ignis is already making about Carlisle's behaviours and habits will begin to coalesce into theories, but for now, he makes no outward signs of any assumptions. There are many reasons one might choose to dress like that even in this kind of heat, and if Ignis could stand it, he certainly wouldn't be as lightly dressed as he is.

It had taken some time to get used to wearing white shirts, after spending so long in black, but you'd still never catch him dead in shorts.]

I am a part of the Crownsguard - the royal guard of Lucis - and also personal advisor to King Regis' son, Noctis. The Kingsglaive - elite soldiers - have access to the king's power through their fealty to him, and my own, more limited abilities stem from my oath to the prince. [It's a rush of information, but an important distinction to make.]

Until recently I had, as you say, no access to that magic. But Noctis recently arrived here, and that has changed. [There's an undeniable warmth in his voice as he says Noctis' name.] Regis' aging was caused by maintaining the protective Wall around the crown city. I have no such burden upon me.