Sordis walked quietly alongside Vivienne, listening to what she had to say with a slight smile on his face. In no way was he condoning her behavior, but he also wasn't the man to call her out on it either. The spark of life she had in her, especially in comparison to the other nobles, made Sordis' care for her all the more genuine. Having been taken on as a ward and trained to protect her with his life, and with the friendship they fostered that was something he was more than willing to do if the situation arose.<br/><br/>"You have too much confidence in me, Vivi. I couldn't run Whitespire to save my life, and we both know it. I'd much rather see it fall to your hands before I saw it fall to some noble from the cushier parts of the main land, because I know you'd be fair with your people."<br/><br/>Picking up the tack for Storm, the Clydesdale that he had been working with for years, he approached the horse and gave an affectionate pat on the snout. Cupping the horse's jaw for a moment, he seemed to lean forward and whisper to Storm before taking the tack and properly placing it on the horse's back. Leaping into the saddle, Sordis landed with a light thump as he watched Vivienne, chuckling softly before answering her question.<br/><br/>"Did I like the Marquess' son? He was alright, I suppose. Bit timid, and not much of a sense of humor. I can't blame you for not wanting to marry him, personally. I'd say you deserve at the very LEAST a second-in-line, not the ones you've been getting recently."