Wilhelm is half-distracted by a performer juggling balls of light that change color as she tosses them around, but his eyes cut back to Lucifer once he arrives at that conclusion.

"How do we do that? The whole idea of a monarchy is built on the assumption that there's a reason for you to be in power. Tradition is always right."

Judging by the edge to his words, he's rebuking not just the Thornean court. He's lived in that system, been a big shiny cog in the machine, and he knows exactly how it's programmed.