Graceful Descent

[Kauket]

Lowering her glass, she was satisfied by his answers once more - giving a brief smirk, yet the headache was pounding more and more. He couldn't be fully trusted, not even half, not yet. He would have to prove himself to her. And hopefully, the offer of helping him resist the Sentinels was the first step to building that trust.

"Such a division is only going to inevitably hurt yourselves."

But the principle of being united with one's own people was a concept that she noticed that Bretonia did not understand. She felt as if indirectly helping him may harm her own to some degree. That she is her kin. Glaring down at his offer, she took a brief sip, placing the glass down on the table,

"Dark times are ahead - everyone is going to need to put their differences aside. Chaos is truly going to give everyone a test in the coming storm... I needn't your physical gift, it wouldn't be wise to have something to trace back to you, hm? I will bare it in mind.

... I admit, that I do have some familiarity with you. Had it been anyone else, I wouldn't have come. That is why I am taking the chance to be here today. To help you with the City. And, I hope, that you see my intentions are genuine. That those rumors are merely paranoid theories spawned from envy, from what I have learned. "