Shelley
"I care not for the vassals of lords... None show my people any kindness, so why should I respect their titles?"
*He gave another smirk at her statement, then tapped his cheekbone in thought of the idea.*
"Perhaps you could... Samurai are not fast, from what my master had told me of their fighting style. You might just run circles around them."
Donald
"Some are. But most use a single sword. Nearly none are skilled enough to wield it in one hand, much less wield two full length ones."

"Samurai are overrated. Nobility is overrated. People don't understand that social status doesn't matter for one's skill; a prodigal peasant will always be better than a clumsy baron."

*Ling crosses her arms as she talked trash about the upper class. It seems like she has a grudge against them.*
Shelley
"I only wish they would try to understand. As one who hails from a people that covet merit over status for the sake of it, this society confuses me..."
*He glanced to Ling, examining her wound briefly - his eyes drawn to her folded arms.*
"I've seen few of the local nobility. Have you met any of them?"
Donald
*The macen scoffs at Circine's remarks. Not directly at him, but at the mention of nobility.*

"I don't bother with nobility. They're just posh pussies who don't know any hardship. Then they expect hardworking people to serve under them. Because why? Because they were born with money?"

*Ling flexes her leg, wincing slightly.*

"Well, I think I'll still be able to walk on it."
Shelley
"Those who wish to lead must prove themselves worthy. The spirits favour those who do so..."
*Circine nodded to her as she tested her leg, a thought coming to him in the moment - which him grimace noticeably.*