Those two? Oh, that was a story all its own, filled with bumbling words and grumpy Shields and one very tired adviser playing a mediator until the others could figure it all out. After all, Ignis had always been a dab hand at everyone else's love lives. It'd been his own that had gone long neglected in lieu of his duty. He'd long since resigned himself to it and even now, when he saw that smile on Noct's face, he kept trying to remind himself of that.

"Those two are an insufferable mess and have been for the last two years. Most of it is Iris' doing, if I'm being honest. My part in all of it was rather small, I'm afraid."

Lies. It was small at all, just mostly unseen. Even now, Ignis liked to work in the shadows when he could.

"They're good for each other. Gladio grounds Prompto when he needs it, while Prompto manages to do the opposite for our venerated Shield. Unfortunately, there isn't a lot of time for them. The three of us are spread a bit then these last few years, but they make the best of the time they have. I... would advise caution when entering the tent for a while."