I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU
Killdare had never received much praise growing up, that sort of sentiment was reserved for his sister. He wasn't exactly looking for handouts, for a pat on the back at every turn, but it was nice. He felt a solid sense of pride as Warship voiced his own agreement with the Queen. Finally, finally he had begun to accomplish something, something really worthwhile. He was becoming something he could be proud of, perhaps something the Chamber could be proud of too.
The bay dips his head in acknowledgement, in thanks, ”Thank you, Sir.”
He continues to listen, everyone having their own thoughts or opinions on the matter. As of yet, nothing has really peeked his interest, not until Kushiel speaks again. The dapple male has a rahter interesting idea, a good idea even. Maybe the speakers caste was a better choice for this one after all.
Now this, this was something he could see working. He might as well stop standing like a clay stone in the backdrop, become a more active participant in the discussion. He turns to the dapple, nodding his head in agreement, ”That’s a fine idea.” He looks around at the others to get a feel for their opinions on the suggestion. "To make that work, we will need to work hand in hand with the Diplomats.” Not that the group didn’t work together already, they had a pretty devoted bunch. ”We will have to take the RIGHT mares, the ones they are going to want back.”
He gaze turned to Engelsfors, there was always something to sway a man.