Mostly because it was something to do, Ignis tended to bring food to the Cafe periodically throughout most days. He enjoyed cooking, and cooking for himself was always less satisfying than cooking for others. Leaving random food out for random people was not, of course, as pleasant as cooking a meal for his friends had been, but few things would be.

He'd identified, early on, the best and least-used route to use in transporting food from the kitchen he'd taken over to the Cafe, and so when there actually was someone in the hall while he was on his way back to the kitchens, it was actually confusing for a second or two. The other person present wasn't making any noise, so Ignis asked, somewhat apologetically, "Are you lost?"