"That is an interesting response." For he too, knew he couldn't afford all luxuries he wanted for the very same reasons, however...
They were all humans in this room. Even when buried and masked over, feelings were always present.
"So you've maintained to practice in avoidance of them?" He nodded as he thought it over.
"It makes sense she would practice them," Zannrick concurred. "Military, political... it's all a battle field in one way or another."
"And what of you, Sir Austengarde?" the question came back to Zannrick, who would have scowled, but it was evident in his eyes.
"I am, if anything, honest with my annoyance under any of these endeavors, but I am not ignorant of their purpose. I suppose, were things easier, I'd be without a job, and we'd all live in harmony." But that's not how it was. It would never be that way. They were all dogs in suits, barely able to save face before their betters, and even sometimes, their betters were worse dogs than they. He wrinkled his nose to look Fade over, but before he could speak, the Grand Duke did, next.
"You speak about personal feelings interfering with your job, but what if your lack of feelings were to interfere with your job, now?"
Zannrick was intrigued the Grand Duke would go so bold as to ask those questions, and he himself, had to wonder it's purpose. Did it matter if an assassin could feel? Clearly Calent was testing some sort of water here. Was he checking her resolve? Or just testing the truth behind her statement?