[ --ah, so they're tackling that, are they? Ion doesn't miss the narrowed gaze. the over-bright smile and laughter fall away, leaving a more placid, sober smile in their place.

Ion nods in a slow, deliberate movement, eyes closing briefly as he does. ]

That's correct.

He is the last of the living precautions prepared for the eventuality that I would not be able to fulfill my duties as Fon Master.