[He smiles to see her pleasure in the drink, obvious for all that she hides it. It is good to feel he has accomplished that much--a little thing, but such small things are no less worthy, he feels. Perhaps more worthy, in this gilded prison they share.]
A nation at war, then, or at great risk of it?
[He can imagine it clearly, from her words; such a place would be difficult to defend.]
No kidding. An anticlimatic "...hang on, *I* was supposed to kill you all..."
A nation at war, then, or at great risk of it?
[He can imagine it clearly, from her words; such a place would be difficult to defend.]