Mark is obviously nervous as he is question by the Lady Alhanda, a bead of sweat forming on his brow, and his hands trembling slighty.  He closes his eyes, inhaling, tensing his muscles, and then exhales, relaxing his muscles.  As he does, almost every sign of nervousness seems to fade.<br/><br/>"No, my lady, I would not presume for one moment I held any sway here.  My purpose is not to oppose your authority, but to work with you to build a more equal world."  Realizing he should probably get to the point, lest he anger her, he clears his throat calmly.<br/>"I am not entirely sure why I was brought here.  There are one of two possibilities- one, you believe my group is a threat to you, or two, you believe I have useful information on a... less civilized 'equality movement'. In either case, my Lady, I apologize- you must have been misinformed."<br/>He knew quite well telling someone with such absolute power that they were wrong- telling them they had been "misinformed" helped to sooth thier ego.