Ignis was mostly just grateful that he had recovered enough from his hangover yesterday (all thanks to Shane's considerable help, but, well, he supposed what goes around comes around) to OH so handwavily venture out with Zanzibar with Gladio and Prompto, to check out the island and especially visit that night food market, which was an exquisitely inspiational experience, even in his less-than-stellar condition and all the razzing from the others that went along with it. Still, that morning he was feeling quite himself again, which meant being up early enough to enjoy coffee and a light breakfast on the terrace while waiting for Gladio to finish his morning workout and for Prompto to eventually drag himself out of bed for their day strategizing.