[When Ignis opens his mouth, he intends for a sharp barb or confident denial to leave it. Instead of that, though, he ends up snapping his mouth shut again, finding himself in one of those rare times when he is at a complete loss for words. It takes him a precious few seconds to figure out the cause of his silence, but once he figures it out, the rage is clear on his face. He leans toward Laurent, voice a low hiss when he finally does speak.]

If you aren't going to take this seriously, then I am quite certain we are done here. I have more important things to do than amuse you with conversation about my non-existent love life!

[It's the idea that somehow his emotions should be more important than total focus on figuring out how to change Noctis' fate that pushes him over the edge in the end. What makes the blonde so sure there is even breathing room here for such foolishness? Especially when here is the only time he has the kind of access he needs to the one person who may know enough to actually let him change things?

Forget his feelings and needs. Ignis decided long ago that he would go down whatever path he needed to in order to protect Noctis and that hasn't changed.]