As Lambert stepped off the plane, he spoke his worries to his temporary companion "Gale. About what you heard on that bordcast. Rebellion. I couldn't really ask the travelers them, but you live her we the same as I. What do you think? Is this really the right way to go?"
He closed his eyes for a moment as he lost himself in thought, "I've live here my whole life and I'm not sure if I'm willing to put the faith of my home in the hands of a foreigner. I don't like this *system but you could say that i still have a foolish amount of nationalistic pride in me"
He turned to Gale and stared straight to get eyes, "This guy is apparently a coward. I'm not going to have him run Avalon to the ground. I'm hoping you feel the same"
He allowed his shoulders to slack and his blood that he haven't even realize was boiling to cool down."Excuse me. I forgot to ask. You the captain of the APF, right? But i was never one to follow the news. Why did you start it? Don't suppose that it was just out of kindness. You didn't always leave here, right?"
He tilted his head and eyed the familiars she carried "Also, you have those strange familiars. How did you exactly stop that gate?"