The mage listens to Morgan's abridged life story without a word, clearly focused and determined not to miss a single word. Anyone clearly giving a shit as she does is worth listening to, and closely "No shit" is his comment when she finishes, and the Prime Mover needs a few seconds to produce something more elaborate "Obviously, I'm not going to condemn you for what you did. Hell, far as I'm concerned you did a good thing" Information wants to be free, after all "But, if I'm going to play Devil's advocate, I'll say this: those cops were just as much victims of the system as you were" Of course, there were probably ties from them to the Chief of Police right to some Seer enforcer So, in that sense, these people did have a tiny role in the proliferation of the Lie. But, when most Awakened are blind or indifferent to the grand scheme of things, can Sleepers be blamed for their ignorance? "It sounds dickish, I know. But if we're going to argue that all the contexts and the backgrounds and the reasons can't be ignored, then all those cogs are owed a chance to be converted. You want to change the system? Subversion is your friend, try to take a baseball bat to the whole thing and it comes crashing down on you" Gee, talk about being on a soapbox. If Morgan was at any point worried she sounds overly exalted, Shodan is right there to take some of that on himself.
"More than you know" He answers the other Obrimos. Of course she's had an effect on him, osmosis was the whole point of their interactions across the past year "But, remember that my extended circle of friends considers arguing their daily bread. Not all of it is meant for a direct policy change" The Free Council loved to debate. Small wonder - the Diamond had millenia to go over every argument about its philosophies and methods; compared to that, the century of relative Libertine cohesion was nothing.
A surprised look crosses his face for a second as Phoenyx does nothing to wiggle away from a social engagement "I'm in too, if you'll have me" It'd be interesting to watch her indulge in things not specifically designed to some kind of advancement.