Absinthe would preen at Ignis' praise if that was the only thing he gave throughout the attempt; but he's also given her instructions like he's her boss, so now the vibes are quite off. She gives him a sideways glance as she sweeps the onion bits into a little pile like she'd seen Ignis do.

“You're not my boss, so you're gonna have to pay me to do the nail thing so fast. But I will cut up more onions if you've got them.”

She doesn't even know he offed Ardyn once, so he's just some young-looking guy who's trying to take on more authority than he's owed.