[Ardyn's gathered up the ingredients to the best of his ability, though he's still skeptical as to what exactly Ignis plans on preparing. But, no matter -- one by one, he sets each down on a nearby counter, not terribly far from where Ignis is prepping the pans.]

Are you really concerned about how I keep myself busy here in this cave, Ignis? [Most would take this as another way of saying "none of your business", but the lilt to Ardyn's tone merely conveys underlying mirth.]

If you must know, I've stayed amused in the short time that I've been here. I've kept acquaintance with those friends of yours. Not to mention Noct [what flippant use of a familiar nickname] and dear old King Regis.