Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

"I daresay that is quite obvious, isn't it?" said Ignis, as his lips returned to Liliana's for another deep kiss, after they'd finished traveling across that expanse, because far be it from him to take territory willingly offered for granted. Especially when it meant feeling the thrum of her words as they drifted from her throat, with the cavalry of his teeth joining in when he reached her shoulder. And he lingered there, just a moment longer than usual, a soft sigh for the remembrance of the future and the plans set into motion toward it, which only deepened that kiss when he got there, beyond his gratitude for this moment, for her, for everything

"But I," he added, with a big draw of breath and a wandering hand that truly did warn of completely upending even the loose plans Liliana had concocted that afternoon, "believe what I'd like first is an answer to my own question." There was a pause, thought it was filled with an easy grin. "Whatever happened to never wanting to drive ever again?"

He was, of course, very much assuming that this wasn't intended to be him behind the wheel, although he would certainly be intrigued by any proposal she might have that could make that work.