Indeed, it is incredibly barren and plain. Moreso than any pretty little show apartment, back in Insomnia, adhering to those minimalist tastes at times. Perhaps it is exactly because it is not inherently a stylistic choice that it seems exceptionally barren, showing off only the rustic sensibilities that come with an old home like this.

Yet Ignis knows better to be picky in a situation like this. He has the tools to cook, along with a good strong hearth, so he is sure he will be able to manage.

All of them should be able to manage, as a matter of fact, except then Prompto starts to stumble, and Ignis frowns a tad. "Why don't you think you can help?" he asks, ignoring the request for intel for the time being. They can get to that later. For now, this is a little concerning, he thinks.

"You're quick on your feet, exceptionally sharp eyed, and cleverer than one would ever credit for once you take that moment to breathe in calmly." You know, instead of moving around frantically like he's going to explode.

"You would be exceptionally helpful out on a hunt."