So... He's still held himself to those high standards, then. If nothing else, that's a relief. The only thing that's a pity is that he wasn't able to see with his own eyes the way that Noctis has grown, become more mature, had his world opened up behind just Insomnia.

That blessing is apparently reserved for a different Ignis.

Well, at least he can still be here, with Noct, and that's all that matters. His hands flex inside of Noctis's grip. "Ah, then I imagine that, if you were able to do that, you were able to learn to cook on your own as well," he says, with that light sarcasm Noctis has gotten to hear so much. A slight Ghost of Christmas Future that gives away the kind of man Ignis will get to be, when he's stopped stressing himself out so much.