That's a weird place to take a nap. Ulrich wondered if he should do something. Looking around him he saw the two pieces of the spirit board scatter in front of him. Frowning, the La March took the board and set it back up in front of him. He looked at the board and than at the gedric and back at the board. He than heard a low growl which upset him. He flushed, "Oh spirits," he prayed, "What is the best way to cook mole?
"What we're risking here is the lives of the people on Avalon. The people you're suppose to be fighting for." Lambert stepped forward pointing, Kai in the chest. Even if he couldn't convince him that the rebellion was doomed, he had to find another way to convince him to help those people, "Think of it this way, don't think they would react kindly to having a gun stuck to their faces. Save them now and they won't protest to taking arms."
He made a hissing sound with his mouth. He couldn't risk those people's lives and while he didn't doubt that he could take some soldiers out in a straight fight, they had hostesses in this situation.