He simply bowed slightly to the man as the aide whispered in his ear, before pulling out a cigar, waving off Saarisi's attempt to help. "I am not going to do anything, as this is merely politicking between two nations. However, a message for your nation's leader? I am passive, until they try to use force against my nation. Leave it alone, and I will simply observe. Try to press the issue, and I will take an active role in its protection. So enjoy your stay sir, and I would advise taking a good, long look at that outer wall as you head out, alright?"<br/><br/>He turned and stepped out, a smirk on his face as he enjoyed the fact he just bullied a nation, and went to tell his descendant the good news. He idly clipped the end of the cigar, and stalked out of the room, lighting it with a snap of his fingers, and enjoying his first cigar in millennia. The reason for the last line of his message was because outer wall was being carefully reinforced by the constructs that would be remaining behind, to resist a far more violent impact, and to support the heavier weapons that the heavies that had once manned it would be armed with when they finally returned. Done with that, he retired to his room, and relaxed, cuddling with his salamander, enjoying the peace and quiet, before heading on to the next stop on his tour, the former Drellin's Ferry, now Southwind hold. The transports would make getting around MUCH easier, and he idly considered making a civilian model for use in trade.