For those two weeks I was more preoccupied with deciding whether or not I was going to have to kill you and dispose of your body in a ditch.

[Ignis you're leaning too hard on the deadpan again.]

Is it really so surprising? I have eyes. And, I would like to think, the ability to recognize when something that meets them is attractive.

[There is an irony to Ignis using the "I have eyes" justification but let's just pretend like we didn't notice it so as not to Debbie Downer this interaction.]