[Ignis' hearing is sharp, so he's well aware of the other man - and he's also aware that his voice is familiar. The tone, the cadence, that's something he's heard before, albeit behind doors and walls. A friend of Ardyn's, he knows, despite not knowing the man at all.]

Yes - there are only so many words one can use. Tart, sweet...nothing that really covers the complexities of flavor.

[He cocks his head.]

Though you seem to be making a commendable effort.