"Thank you," Campanella replied to his fellow Moros.
"I suppose one could argue that," he continued, taking up Strix theme. "It is all part of the theatre... Of the ritual that binds our little society together. It demonstrates your willingness to be part of it - and it does serve a practical function. How are we to seek out masters or apprentices if none of us know our strengths or weaknesses." Campanella understood Strix to be a Libertine, so he let the argument end on that note.
He had to physically move his seat around so he could see the other arrivals. "Quite," he said to no one in particular, politely decline Fisher's offered peanuts and trying to avoid reading too much into Tuesday's overzealous bling. "We are waiting for everyone to arrive. By the look of it my Councillor is very ernest in bringing things to order. I take it you have been well?" The Acanthus certainly looked at ease.
Seeing Brother Rat he partially raised a hand, conflating a wave with a blessing with a welcome to share the same row.