Altair/Ofelia/Open
Altair's eyes flickered to the woman who'd spoken, then back to the dispersing crowd. Ofelia Zhou, one of his favorite people in the entire world. He hadn't spoken to her since they'd been separated whilst fighting the monster in the Tenements the week before. She had been helpful with her little card tricks, but he knew she didn't think much of him, and he thought of her barely at all.
"Not particularly," he said without looking at her, as bored as he could manage to sound. "I'm sure the citizens were very comforted by the brave words of our wise and magnanimous monarch." Privately, he'd been quite interested in the words of the Judge Magister, who seemed to have it out for the Fighters Guild, and Karras Duhl in particular. That would be something to pay attention to in the coming weeks.