Yuya nods slowly, quiet as he considers what he already knows of Ignatius. He remembers him most prominently from the ritual, offering duels and generally wiping the floor with the carnival members.

His gaze flicks down at that, pursing his lips. "He's still working with the Rose Queen, right? Why do you think he wanted to make one of you his soldier?"

Yuya could guess a few reasons (like that's just what Fae do), but this talk is for Strange to get out his feelings, so Yuya's keeping the conversation as much on his opinion as possible.