"Of course." It had stopped hurting years ago in any sense of the word, after all. Other things hadn't, but Altissia had. "A little over ten years ago, my friends and I were trying to evacuate a city before an angry sea goddess destroyed it. Imperial troops - daemons of a sort, as it later turned out - outnumbered us significantly. So, I assume it was gunfire, claws, acid, or some combination." Ignis tapped the most significant scar, the one that spread visibly around his left eye, briefly. As an illustration.