"Ah." Hardly the greeting Ignis expected, but also hardly one that stirred a sense of shock and surprise, either. The lock on the door was still schicking into place as he closed it, though, before his attention turned to the matter of impending homicide.

"And whose doubtlessly overdue demise are we plotting for today?"

He honestly hadn't decided if he meant the question in earnest or jest, though, really, it could be either in equal parts...