A slice for Midnight. She took it. Looked at it, then looked at him, and looked away.
A slice for Noir…
A scream erupted behind him.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" Noir's staff was up, crackling with energy, pointed directly at Rogue and the cage behind him. Her whole body shook. "ROGUE, WHY IS THERE A BOSS ON A LEASH IN A CAGE? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!"
"HUH?! YOU THINK I DID THIS?!" Rogue spun around, offended and opportunistic in equal measure.
"ACTUALLY YES, IT WAS ME. I SUBDUED THE BOSS SINGLE-HANDEDLY. YOU CAN THANK ME BY GOING ON A DATE…"
Noir gave him a look that could curdle milk through a screen. Then she turned to Liam, staff still raised, seeking an actual answer from an actual person.
Liam looked at the Mini-Lich in its cage. Looked back at Noir. His expression didn't change.
"He's our new refrigerator until I decide to eat him, I think."
"AAAAAHHHH!" The Mini-Lich thrashed against its cage bars. "YOU CAN'T EAT ME! I'M MOSTLY BONE! THERE'S NO NUTRITIONAL VALUE!"
