Noctis doesn't even need to say anything. Ignis has watched him so closely for nearly all his life - perhaps half of his life now, and which will only become more. Until the day it can't. Just to see the little changes in his stride, the way he's able to move with a little less careful hesitance...

It's enough to lift his heart enough until it seems as though it's floating all amongst those pretty colored lights.

No doubt this is the reason that Noctis can swoop in to steal a kiss, which earns a huff all its own. "You are terribly fond of kissing aren't you?" he comments, pulling Noctis through the throng as they dance. "I guess there are no complaints from you on the appearance of that, either."