It was ironic. A minute or so ago, he had been desperate to ask a question. But his anger had somewhat been defused by that question and the mixed feelings it brought. Of course, that didn't mean he would so much as hesitate at pursuing the case at hand. His 'sins' or whatever someone might want to call them were nothing compared to what Albedo had tried to do. It only meant his words held a little less force than they had only a short while ago.

He matched Albedo's look with one of his own, though his looked more stern and less hostile. "Why would you possibly try to kill Nigredo?"