River laughs, musical and merry. "That's probably the kindest answer I've gotten so far. Playing pretend...that's rich." She swirls her glass of whiskey and takes a sip, smiling over the rim. "My school of necromancy manipulates the energies associated with death and absence. It's good with darkness and silence, with artificial animation, and with slaying the living, useful in conjunction with healing too. Don't get me wrong, the usual correct answer to meeting a necromancer is to cold-cock them and then ask questions after you've tied 'em up, but it's not like -" she waggles her fingers at Leon, "intrinsically evil, 's just that the toolkit I described to you isn't one you reach for when you're having a great life."