Sophia was seeing fit to stay calm throughout the whole ordeal. She kept her cool when the bomb was thrown, and had stayed pleasantly out of things while the commotion was going on. She didn't really want to get into it with people who were her supposed to be her allies. Though when Lebanon started to go on about his 'good man' rant, she found that she needed to speak up. She slid out from her chair first, setting the wine cup down as she dusted her hands.<strong>"Lebanon, do you really believe those words or is it something you tell yourself for comfort?"</strong>She asked, looking toward him with a sigh.<br/><br/>Sophia stepped around the table then, and took the few steps that would bring her closer to the arguing pair.<strong>"The term 'good man' is something more of an opinion, as you should well know. Our Alchemist here may or may not have what it takes to want noble blood, but that really isn't the objective. He does, on the other hand, have a number of skills in mercantile that could be of great use."</strong>she said flatly, looking the rogue dead in the eye as she titled her head.<strong>"My point being, everyone will have their own place in this; and he's not likely to actually have to get his hands that dirty."</strong><br/><br/>Sophia didn't walk back to her seat yet, instead she took a glance around the room as a whole.<strong>"I don't think anyone would have actually attended if they weren't prepared for the consequences, and further more when did you start caring about the mental health of others?"</strong>She asked with a giggle, and then leaned back against the table she had previously been sitting at.<strong>"You should calm down, you are just angry right now."</strong>