Ignis quirked a smile. He'd had his own difficulties adjusting to varying formality. King Regis had always been 'your Majesty' to his face and scarcely less formal out of it, but Ignis's attempts to remain formal with Noctis had... well, 'your Highness' had become simply 'Highness' had become an exasperated 'Noctis' and finally simply 'Noct'. "You'll get used to it. Most people here, I think, would be confused. I got out of the habit of using names at all for a time, when I was learning." If you didn't use a name or title, you couldn't use the wrong one.

The question of food occupied him then. Without a particular request he had leave to show off, but as he'd been told that only hunger had gotten Alcuin out of his room, something quick would be better. He fetched ingredients for an omelette (eggs, ham, cheese, and so on) and started slicing and mixing.