"Well, that's because there's a difference between slacking off because you're trying to get away from mundane bothersome duties, and when you're stuck as a dragon inside your own house and are sick on top of that," Ignis points out wryly, hopping over another long stretch of scale and muscle.

There really is a lot here.

"It all comes down to choice, in the end." Just follow all the green... And there he is. "I would have brought a book, or something else to keep you occupied, but it seemed as though you would have difficulty with that." And Ignis has three men to take care of, he can't stick around to read a whole book. "However, I did try to bring some things that I hope would alleviate things a touch."