Excuse you! I'll have you know I've never failed at anything in my life!

[Ignis leans father into Soma's personal space than he normally would, but at least he doesn't almost end up sprawled in his lap like he just about did with a certain someone else. It's progress...

...of some kind.]

The smell of blackberries suits you.

[Did he just sniff Soma or is the smell on the other's breath just that strong? Who even knows.]

I should thank Muffet for that, if nothing else.