[ He chuckled, that rich, low sound that sounded like music in the space between them. It's not the sound that would make her think that he thinks she is funny, but the elusion to his duty is something he finds funny, although he doesn't voice it. Always keeps his secrets, that one. ]

Perhaps it is! [ He says, though his tone is light, and joking. He clearly is playing with his words, never speaking a lie, but perhaps the "truth" is vague. Wobbly. ]

I understand the temptation to simply watch. I will admit, I am not oft one for direct intervention with such matters myself, but... alas, I am afraid that it may be required of even us, eventually.

[ His eyebrow quirked, as he took a long sip of his drink. ] Let the very foundation of these buildings quake, should we intervene ourselves, hm?