Ignis moved to retrieve the emptied plates from the table before he answered the question of who he was. "My name's Ignis," he said, politely. There was no point in using his surname; it wouldn't mean anything to anyone that wasn't Lucian, and if it did, then he probably didn't want them to know it.

"A pleasure to meet you, I'm sure," he added, giving Szayel a polite smile as he stood to transport the plates to the sink.

Now that he was standing, he was on eye level with Szayel, which meant that Szayel was likely an inch or so taller than himself once you accounted for footwear. And yet skinnier, and decidedly flamboyant.