"Don't you think you were a little TOO risky, boy?"
A familiar man, similar in height to Ignotus, complained from his desk.
The voice came before the door to his office had even closed.
"Awww… are you worried about me, Father~?"
And indeed, that man was his father, Genus.
Ignotus had come here straight after hearing about the Colosseum Trial.
He had a few things to talk about and a few things to confirm.
"I'm worried about the House name."
Genus straightened his robes, which were neat as ever, and steepled his hands.
He wore the same expression as last time, a tired disapproval that made him look like he'd been scolding Ignotus since birth, which… wasn't entirely wrong.
A 'look' that had Ignotus lean on the doorway with a grin.
"Hm, really?"
"Yes."
Genus sighed and looked down.
"You seem to be working very hard to erase it."
"Well..."
Ignotus stepped in, his boots dirtying the polished floor.
"You'll be happy to hear that I've already started on that."
