She opens her mouth to question him almost at once -- she is beyond unaccustomed to being granted the authority to disobey. Within moments, though, she has recognised the value of the gift she has been given, and cut herself off before she can protest it. "Thank you," she stammers out, making a concerted effort to meet her grandfather's eyes. It ends in failure; a matter of seconds later, she decides to look at Lancer instead. "I -- I believe Lancer and I are in agreement. We will... we will accept the alliance for now."
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