[Ignis offers a nod of thanks, accepting his coffee as gracefully as possible, helping himself to a long, measured sip. The warmth is especially welcome after being soaked through, and it helps to chase away some of the chill left behind by the rain, though the temperature in the room is still questionable due to the overall mood of the house.]

Not yet. I don't know that I will. There are a number of people in this house who did not survive that day.

[It's even more painful for them than it is for him, he knows.]

Should they wish to speak of it, then of course I would be amenable to doing so, but... I leave whether or not they wish to revisit such things up to them.