[ Despite herself, Karin feels a little grin quirk up the corners of her mouth. She's not sure what she likes better -- the idea of Ignis' friends running around and plopping party hats on whoever would wear one, or the idea of the king joining in their shenanigans with ample enthusiasm. Either way, she finds herself suddenly thinking: he'd like them. The Hero Club. They sound just as pushy and full of sickeningly good intentions as Ignis' friends. ]

Yeah, I guess you win. At least we only had an audience of like, four and no one was royalty. As far as I know, anyway.

[ Togo's fancy enough to pass for royalty at least but that's not quite the same. ]

The least they could've done is take the trash, though. You know how long it took me to get rid of all that garbage? I have no idea how they eat so much.