There's really still a lot to do, prep-wise. Normally Ignis could do it all himself in the blink of an eye, to help facilitate the actual cooking going faster, but, well. Perhaps, just this once, it would do to have some assistance in the whole matter.

They'll get to that in a moment, and Ignis steps away with just the slightest of raised eyebrows. Considering this is Prompto and Ravus, well, there's hardly any need to dance around the fact. Both men are just far too honest, for better or worse. Lying - proper lying, not just avoiding their emotions to not be a bother - does not come naturally to them.

So, really, it's been very clear just what's been going on between the two of them.

...Really, there's no way that Ravus simply carts Prompto off in his arms in full sight of all of them without it being clear.

But he doesn't press. "I see," he says simply, giving Prompto time to actually tell the truth. "Well, he and I are friends, after all, so this is hardly surprising. It is good that he was informed. Can you wash the potatoes, Prompto?"