[Ignis is always trying to keep Gladio's diet in mind, all the time. He also checks on with his father about it. He tries to tell himself it's out of consideration, taking that he has to take care of Noctis, which meant that everyone connected to him is also Ignis' responsibility. His shield, too. It's easy to stick to that.]

Oh my, I wonder what should I wear. [He smiles' too, thinking about Iris and how her presence always brings joy to him. Must be an Amicitia thing, he wonders.] I'm glad she sounds fine, however.

[Ignis takes his own cutlery and takes his plate to walk with it to the living room. Though he stops as Gladio talks.]

It's not what you make me feel. [He remarks quietly, maybe a bit serious. He's just telling the truth after all.] So you don't have to apologize to me.