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[winecasks]

[ Grantaire is where he usually is, huddled off with his wine in the corner of a tavern somewhere in Wyver. He doesn’t seem to be too far into this endeavor, considering he’s plenty eloquent when he decides to make a speech to the network.

It’s less than rousing. It's mostly complaints. ]

All this talk of politics has made me weary, friends. To be frank, I hardly understand it at all. I have listened. I drink, it’s true, but I listen. My ears are far better than my eyes or my memory, and no one ever tunes their conversation to exclude the fellow enjoying his drink in the corner.

[ This much seems to be true, given how he’s been rambling at length and no one has bothered to silence him. There’s chatter in the background as people enjoy their own conversations, separate from him as he drinks from the bottle. ]

I have heard things. Things about how the first to wake were welcomed gladly by Olympia, and others still were welcomed by Wyver later on. My ears are fine and well, I assure you, but my mind is perhaps foggy. It cannot comprehend what happened to create this change. Politics. Surely that is the only answer. It always is.

[ He rolls his eyes, taking another drink. ]

Well, I’ll not partake in any of it. I have no love for one city over another, no love for a king over an empress. I do not disdain monarchy, though I do not disdain those who do. I simply disdain politics. Tell me why I should choose one side or another, or why I should change my mind on the matter.

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[winecasks]

I see no reason to wrap ourselves up in politics that are not our own, but I see no reason to wrap myself up in politics at all.

[ He smiles kindly over his wine, happy to find someone who agrees. Taking sides seems pointless. He's seen how things turn out in the end. What is there to be won? ]

Is there any reason why you chose one over another? Not politics, we've agreed upon that. I've settled here because a friend of mine chose to settle here first.

[uglybug]

But politics keep finding us refugees, despite our reticence.

[She gives a half-shrug, hesitates a little before answering.] I worked in the Sanctuary until my friends were falsely accused of a bombing in Olympia. We were all more comfortable in Wyver after that.

[winecasks]

Politics made an effort to bar new refugees from entering Olympia, if the murmurings I’ve heard are true. But perhaps all they are are murmurings. It seems many new arrivals have made it through unharmed.

[ He smiles patiently, a touch of sadness in his eyes. There are times when he doesn’t want to be so negative, but it seems so necessary. ]

An understandable reason to switch cities, though I don’t suspect the peace will last. It never does.

[uglybug]

Many did, but some found difficulty. It is far different than when I arrived, when we were welcomed.

[She sighs. She's in agreement; she also hates to be so negative about it, but she hasn't seen much in the way of improvement of late.]

Perhaps not, but that does not meant that we cannot strive for peace.