... Of course, I had no problems with the undead... they're quite weak to-- [ A flicker and there's a flame in his hand, all of a sudden. ] --the simplest of elements, and perhaps the most sacred.

... The mere fact that you were foolish enough to bother dying over something so trivial is almost amusing.

[ And the flame is gone, as if his hand were a lighter. ] ... As I expected, one week. I wonder what this says that you'd both so easily throw your lives away versus seeking help. ... But then again, you're children. What was I even expecting...?

[ A cold laugh, nothing more. All in all, the dangerous look says he is not pleased. ]