Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

Was that a small twitch of a smirk in the corner of Ignis' mouth, at that pause and the slight shift in the air, as subtle as the reduced weight of the container in his hand? No, no, of course not, don't be silly. Perish the thought. Did you think Ignis would risk being put next in line on the murder list like that? Nonsense.

But that trace of a smirk that was absolutely not there seemed to grow into a soft, warm sort of smile that he was far less concerned with hiding. "The Danger Shop can be an excellent tool at our disposal when it works according to plan," he noted, "but, much like several other things around this island, it often seems to possess a mind of its own. And, unfortunately, I'm sure quite a few other teachers on staff would be quite put out if we decided to extrajudiciously put an end to its mainframe..."

There was a small, significant pause, as he now helped himself to one of those dumplings.

"Not matter how well deserved it may be."