Ah, thought Ignis, something the happy couple didn't agree on. He did his best to hide his amusement, but he'd have been forced to admit that his best wasn't very good. "I take it you're not a fan?" he asked.

Ignis could hardly blame Lumi. Marluxia's Malboros were tiny compared to the ones Ignis had heard about, but they smelled no sweeter, and were no more affable. He hadn't attempted to venture near Marluxia's greenhouse, but it had been disconcerting to walk through the garden and feel oneself being watched by some very aggressive plants.