[ ... L'arachel, please. Still, he releases a soft sigh. ]

If you asked me, personally, I wouldn't find too much fortune in it. I have a hard time doing so, when our situation is cruel enough.

[ He asks the faceless men for some crackers. He doesn't actually care for crackers, he's just feeling slightly irritated at their predicament and is sort of taking a leaf out of L'arachel's book. ]

...I suppose in the end, we will see who is chosen. However, I hope that it is neither of us, since that fellow had stepped forward.