[Mara senses the advantage, and immediately takes hold of it, subconsciously falling deeper into her impression of the late Emperor. Her voice becomes drier and colder than before, shoulders raising, head sloping. It's a posture that, to her, means ultimate control and poise. She's barely aware that she's doing it.]
And yet you put all your faith in him, and the lives of your allies...?
[An open ended question, meant to pry. She wants to get the information she came here for.]
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And yet you put all your faith in him, and the lives of your allies...?
[An open ended question, meant to pry. She wants to get the information she came here for.]