When Noct busts into the house it's early afternoon, probably the only time this entire damned day that the sun is out and it's enough that the icicles clinging to his horns are already dripping slightly and he barely makes it a step inside before Ignis is commanding him back outside to shake off. It takes a few minutes then, between the door slamming open and an only vaguely damp, densely furred arm draping over Gladio's shoulder where he's sitting on the couch. "Gladiooooo~" A warm little sing song whine in his ear as Noct leans more heavily against the back of the couch.

Then there's a snuffly kiss pressed to his temple. "I've got something for you~" A beat, a glance back towards the kitchen. "Well. I will. Soon."