Ignatius's gaze is lingering on Tyki hatefully - at least until Shima starts talking, with words that are hard to ignore. For what it's worth, he listens. He's not beyond reason, even if he has plenty of doubts. If anything, it feels like bending to what they want out of him would be a betrayal in itself, to be twisted so easily.

They can say whatever they want to him. It doesn't prove anything.

"Of course I care about the Summer Court," he snaps, as if that's a ludicrous thing to phrase as an 'if.' He leans forward onto his knees. "It's all I care about."

"What the Queen wants is for her ancestral heirloom to return home, and for the risk of a nation destroying revolution to finally be put to rest. She wants her progeny to return home. I'm not of the opinion that the Great Beast is interested in destroying the Summer Court - if she was going to do that, she could have gathered an assortment of followers that were far more practical to her cause."

Most of these people? Not warriors. Not even soldier material.

"...But I do believe she would strike at the Winter Court, out of vengeance. Even if it was never the plan, it's hard to see this quest of yours going in any other direction."