[Ignis bows his head slightly. As often as he's gotten them, he's still not good taking compliments.]

You are too kind, but thank you nonetheless.

[As much as he hates the idea of being a burden to someone he's just met, especially someone so young who would likely have a much easier time of things on her own, Ignis finds himself torn. He has no wish to end up dead before he gets out of here, and this little experiment has very clearly shown he's really in no condition to be on his own. What if a random glitch leaves him even younger and for a longer period of time?]

Do you mind terribly? I may be fine on my own once this new magic settles down, but until then I'd be foolish to try.