Really? How strange. [It's hard for him to really imagine a large group banding together and agreeing that someone who looks a little different from them must die. Maybe it's because there are too many people that look too far away from each other in his world. Maybe it's because no one species is ever a large and powerful enough faction that they reasonably could band together and pick on one other species in particular. Maybe it's because a deer and a sheep are only a deer and a sheep until a carnivore walks in, and then they're two herbivores.]

Politics. Speaking of dour conversation. [He lets out a slight huff at his own dry humor, sipping his drink.] I'm working as a clerk and unofficial ambassador for a small time politician from Libertas who likes to be known around the Free Cities. I convinced him that someone like me could quite effectively build his brand. [What the fool didn't really consider is that Louis is building his own brand, really, not his own. Louis can pick up and walk away to another politician any day, and he'd take his newfound growing recognition with him. But that's why Louis inserted himself with a rather low-ranking politician who has never quite developed the cunning required for the job.] And you?