The last thing he expected was a call. A message was the usual when their work shifts left them at odd hours with each other. The call automatically made Ignis a bit wary. Unexpected calls had a habit of meaning problems and that was the last thing he wanted to deal with. Not when he was truly starting to feel odd. Not bad, just... weird.

His tone was faintly clipped when he thumbed the call into being, tucking the phone against his shoulder while he finished jotting something down while it was still on his mind only to scratch it out. It... hadn't been as succinct an idea as it seemed in his head. Everything just felt jumbled and off kilter for the last few hours.

"I'm fine. A bit worn, but alright. Doesn't help that it's a little warm in here. Did you get some rest?