There is a ruffle of feathers and a soft sound that Ignis just knows means Rory is tilting her head questioningly. The action is so familiar that it hurts him, but he manages to swallow down the pain.

"Of course I'll come visit you, silly bird. You're not going to be rid of me for good, but Shion could use someone else to keep him company. He's lost a lot of friends recently too."

It takes her a moment, as if she is considering and then she coos. It's not a loud sound, but it is an approving one. One that makes a grateful smile cross Ignis' face.

"Thank you, my friend."