Dunwall rolled his eyes disapprovingly at hearing Abigail's commentary. "Tch... So unbecoming of a lady..." he tutted in a somewhat stuffy manner to no one in particular; it was probably not the most wise of things for the man to say, but then again, Gavin was still unlearning the more inappropriate attitudes of his era, and learning the more appropriate ones of these modern times.<br/><br/>Putting those thoughts to one side, Gavin considered St George's words, and felt them striking a chord within him, reminded in a way of listening to the Wireless, and hearing one of Churchill's speeches, that same solemn yet stirring tone and strength of voice, the eloquent and occassionally playful choice of words, and the passion and fire that the words stoked in ones' breast, stiffening the resolve to face any hardship and challenge.