He isn't a spirit. It's...complicated, how that works in our world.

[His left hand seemed to fidget slightly--as if he'd automatically wanted to curl it loosely into a fist before remembering Zelda was holding both of them.]

But I know he isn't one. Beyond any doubt.

[The spirits of Lucian kings were something Ignis knew better than nearly anyone save for Noctis himself.]

I don't understand any of this. But I can't let anything happen to him again, not-... [His voice broke off into a short hesitation.] ...not if I can prevent it this time.