... with all due respect, your Lordship, I am quite aware of my own limits. I will not do anything that could put our country at risk, you have my word.

[does he not understand, or is it an intentional sidestep? perhaps it's both; certainly, it's hard to tell. either way, any momentary hardness more or less melts when Dohalim rests a hand on his shoulder. it's such a familiar gesture, and yet he's not usually on the receiving end of it.]

I... naturally, I'm worried. Serval has made abrupt decisions before, but usually there's something that precedes them, if only in hindsight. She hasn't said anything concrete, this time. Only that it was necessary, and that perhaps she was better served elsewhere. She stressed that it had nothing to do with anyone but herself.

[which is perhaps why he's so worried. that claim, with Serval, is rarely truth.]