The why was something Ignis would never be comfortable discussing. If it came down to it, he would, but it might pretty much take a command from Noctis to make it happen. He'd been busy getting his clothes on to notice Prompto's attention. If he'd seen that he'd noticed, he would've been mortified for several different reasons.

Once he was dressed (still casually for Ignis), he moved to settle himself closer to his friends. He was still moving slowly, and though he'd been healed up rather nicely, the ache inside him was anything but physical.

"Of course he will. It'll take something much bigger and meaner to finish him off."