[ He has been trying to avoid calling attention to himself in his endeavors, really. It's just rather difficult for him, considering he already doesn't blend into Town's crowd on a good day, never mind on a day when he's wearing an eye-bleeding purple top-hat. Gethen's aware he probably shouldn't bother trying with that in mind, but the man is still deep in that diplomacy first mindset of his. ]

[ Diplomacy first, then, is why he doesn't indulge his surly impulses when Ignis rolls up, and instead takes a second to make some vague gestures in the general direction of tidying himself up with a well-placed huff. ]

This was supposed to be training for her, actually. If she can't handle a party, she'll be useless in a real crisis, too.

[ He scans the crowd, but doesn't manage to spot her. Damn. ]

...But maybe it was a bit too soon.