[ Ignis is honestly worried about how long it's taking for Prom to answer and who knows if the city is up to no good again.

Then-- ]

Oh, thank heavens, you're still here. [ Ignis stills his breath for a moment as a wave of relief washes over him. ] I found you out in the freezing cold and we got caught together underneath a mistletoe.

[ He remembers alright. ]

... Prom. I'm here.