If only it was finishing school manners. Rather, it's what the time in the lab hammered into him, at first dictated by Papa; and after, it was so easy to wear a mask of politeness to tamp down the bitterness, anger, and discontent. It was expected of him at first, and now, it's simply second nature to wear. Easy to interact with others when they think you're friendly and non-threatening.

A pale brow quirks. He gazes out towards the water again, where candlelight flickers with an amber glow.

There's a big difference between "disappear" and "killed." One of them earns you a somber festival like this one.

Though I guess we don't know either way. I'd rather not find out for myself anytime soon.