This is by far not the first time Noctis has offered food to him. No, they've had roughly a decade together - at least by Ignis's time, and much more by Noct's. That is many years of swapping food, sharing it, Ignis making lunch for him and dinner sometimes depending on the day, the occasion.

...It still feels just a little bit different, in the aftermath of a confession between the two of them.

There's a faint but sweet smile on Ignis's lips as he accepts a raspberry, although it's gone again in the blink of an eye as he looks back out towards the dancefloor. "I've noticed a few locals who seem to have the right of it, along with others, such as the resident baker and his husband. I suppose it must be something familiar to them." Which Genesis Rhapsodos would surely die if he heard, but this ain't about him.

Rather, Ignis glances back to Noctis. "...You know, I actually won something for you, earlier."