Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

"Liliana..." Ignis whispered back, his own low rumble holding in it a certain questioning lilt to it, a gentle request for guidance, with the suggestion that, in that moment, she could request the world and he wouldn't stop until he'd gotten it for her, alongside tart, sweet treats, all on a golden platter. He didn't pull too far away at all, and he was still contemplating that recently vacated lap, the only thing keeping him standing still was just the fact that he would feel just a touch silly and awkward about the position in this current iteration.