[That's because he's been spending a lot of time thinking about this. About Ignis, about the situations that can come up if and when he eventually confesses (because, to be honest, he knew he would crack one day- alcohol or no). He sighs, rubbing back of his neck.]

I know you were. And you weren't selfish at all. You were just doing what you were told to do. [The Council doesn't really care what Ignis might feel.]

If anyone was being selfish it was I. Just, going day after day wishing I wasn't- [ a prince, a duty,] - wishing I was normal. So that I could just confess to you instead of just keeping silent for so long. It felt as if I was lying to you. And that felt wrong.