[Call it intuition. Those who find themselves in positions of power don't find themselves there by accident. Even tyrannical rulers find their ways to the top not through happenstance, red flags ignored until nothing can be done to uproot them, but because they have what it takes to control a nation. Crushing countless people under their heel, they scale the tower of their fallen bodies to surmount the throne that lies at the top.

Lacus is just the same, but it's her peerless virtue that makes her suitable for the role. Everyone beneath her should consider themselves lucky, Lobelia thinks, save for men like himself. Under her rule, would Lacus really let a natural disaster tear through her streets? Is Lobelia's desire for happiness enough to permit someone like himself to exist on her society?

Lobelia knows what his answer is, but there may come a point where Lacus has to settle upon her own. When that time comes, Lobelia has full faith that her answer will be the correct one.]

You are only human, Chère, but no matter what path you choose to walk, your feet won't guide you astray. Still... For the sake of conversation, I must ask how it is you would choose to handle someone like me if I were to find my way to your world.