[he doesn't bother to say anything about being called monsieur, a title he had neither ever fit nor ever cared for. it's only natural, given the man's position and his habits. similarly, there's little hesitation in following the gesture to the settee and stepping over to it with little more than a murmur of thanks.
all things considered, he doesn't seem particularly bothered by the wait, expression plain, a little blank even. after all, he isn't sure just yet what to expect of Neuvillette outside of the last time he'd seen him—an utterly different circumstance from this one, to be sure.
hands resting in his lap, Michon listens silently to the conversation, taking in what seems important—that is to say, practically none of it. the work of the Marechaussee is hardly his business. it's the sound of elegant footsteps, the click of a door lock that barely registers, that pull his attention properly back to Neuvillette before he speaks.]
I am aware. [a simple response, to begin, the scrunch of his nose showing distaste. he is no Duke, and he holds little and less knowledge of the goings-on of most people... but on the subject of small insurgent groups? those have most certainly come across his radar in the past few weeks.
it's probably no surprise, then, that he does respond in kind, back straightening and legs shifting to a more comfortable, upright position. furniture is... not made for people his size, really.]
My opinion is that they are the desperate—but dangerous—opinions of people scrabbling for the slightest chance of power. I have understood that this is how some humans think for far longer than my sentence; that leniency is weak, and justice can only be fulfilled in steel and iron.
[he speaks softly, but not meekly; though his opinion is given without significant emphasis, it's still clearly his own. his morality may be skewed based on those he cares about enough to follow, but it is nonetheless deeply rooted.]
I don't believe the numbers are too significant, though, nor that popular opinion will swing significantly down their path.
[it's just... the fanatics that are the potential problem, he thinks. many more are likely to think like him—aware that the changes will leave some of Fontaine's structure in rocky territory, but ultimately... it's not that big a deal. Neuvillette has been the backbone of Fontaine for as long as she had, in as many ways as she had. once the issue of Indemnitium is solved, is there anything the man hadn't overseen at least in part?]
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all things considered, he doesn't seem particularly bothered by the wait, expression plain, a little blank even. after all, he isn't sure just yet what to expect of Neuvillette outside of the last time he'd seen him—an utterly different circumstance from this one, to be sure.
hands resting in his lap, Michon listens silently to the conversation, taking in what seems important—that is to say, practically none of it. the work of the Marechaussee is hardly his business. it's the sound of elegant footsteps, the click of a door lock that barely registers, that pull his attention properly back to Neuvillette before he speaks.]
I am aware. [a simple response, to begin, the scrunch of his nose showing distaste. he is no Duke, and he holds little and less knowledge of the goings-on of most people... but on the subject of small insurgent groups? those have most certainly come across his radar in the past few weeks.
it's probably no surprise, then, that he does respond in kind, back straightening and legs shifting to a more comfortable, upright position. furniture is... not made for people his size, really.]
My opinion is that they are the desperate—but dangerous—opinions of people scrabbling for the slightest chance of power. I have understood that this is how some humans think for far longer than my sentence; that leniency is weak, and justice can only be fulfilled in steel and iron.
[he speaks softly, but not meekly; though his opinion is given without significant emphasis, it's still clearly his own. his morality may be skewed based on those he cares about enough to follow, but it is nonetheless deeply rooted.]
I don't believe the numbers are too significant, though, nor that popular opinion will swing significantly down their path.
[it's just... the fanatics that are the potential problem, he thinks. many more are likely to think like him—aware that the changes will leave some of Fontaine's structure in rocky territory, but ultimately... it's not that big a deal. Neuvillette has been the backbone of Fontaine for as long as she had, in as many ways as she had. once the issue of Indemnitium is solved, is there anything the man hadn't overseen at least in part?]