Oh, Ignis. Liliana was going to find Regis's soul just so she could have the pleasure of killing him again.

"I was...waiting for you," she said. "To tell me about Gladio and Nell moving in together. For you to decide what you were going to do." She shifted slightly, uncomfortable. "But you didn't say anything to me. So I...because it's...I don't know what you wish to do. Or how things will...change. And then you..."

Had started to drift away, or so it had felt.

"You didn't join me in the bath...or come to bed...you left before breakfast...And we've just been...wrong."

A jangling discordant note in a symphony that had been so beautifully simple up until that moment, an instrument suddenly out of tune.