Politics

"I'll leave that choice to you. And one more thing..." He looks you in the eye. "Great work, detective."

"Seems like they have no idea about business."

"A giant leech sucking the life out of Revachol."

"The workers can't be kings. The king is king."

"I prefer not to have an opinion on these things."

Nay, 'twould be dishonourable, and mine honour is my life.

"The king is dead. Long live the workers!"

It'll come off like I'm envious. And I'm not.

"Good thing everyone else has tiny skiffs."

"If there is an investigation it will be part of an ongoing operation -- subject to confidentiality. I am sure you understand."

"You seem rich. Can I have some money?"

"You seem rich. Can I have some money?"

"They're good labour men. Can't fault them for a little corruption."

As I should be -- for even considering it. This is a woman and I'm a man.

"Funny that your worried about this and not your ruthless exploitation of the entire human race."

"No -- it's a symbol of our subjugation to foreign capital. The bad kind of capital."

"Between Evrart the Human Leech and Measurehead, this Union sounds like a motley crew. I'm into it." (Wink.)

Actually, yes. I need to nail her for this.