Ignis puts his arms around Felih reassuringly when he sees it's bothering him, as it really should. Felih reacts more normally to scenarios like this compared to Ignis. Years ago, Ignis noticed his emotions become muted in situations like this, and he knows it's the case now--he's focused on the children and the immediate future rather than feeling it. That doesn't stop him from reaching out when others need it.

The racing thoughts that have gone through Felih's mind have scarcely been touched by Ignis's.

He sighs and shakes his head, his expression growing sad. "Not much. They appeared over a month ago according to the merchants I spoke with. People tried to take them in, but they'd run away, so they had to settle with only feeding them. Someone said they had been sleeping on the roof. I managed to convince them with the recipes you taught me and using the proper body language."

Ignis smiles faintly. "And I told them about you after they smelled you on me."