After the third one, the only thing Noct muttered was "Six help us..."

Ignis had outdone himself. This is a record no one will ever be able to match him at. And he's not sure whether it's funny, amazing or annoying. Perhaps it's all three. The sigh is somewhere between a groan and a chuckle.

"We should set up a pun jar," he offers with a small smirk. "Whenever pun is made, the person contributes to the jar."

Yeah, he's poking a bit of fun at you Specs, but all in good nature.