[Archimedes isn't going anywhere; like, the chances of him stepping outside his manor for the next, oh, moon or so are extraordinarily slim, but something will need to be done with the Merry Men. Punishment is all but required—and then what? If all they know is banditry...
Well! There are ways to put them to use, Felix supposes. Taking their, ah, highly specialized knowledge and using it to catch bandits, perhaps—but that's a late-stage thing. For now, it's more about whipping Archimedes into shape while ensuring his duchy doesn't crumble apart in the process.]
He's proven he can't manage alone.
[So that is... a yes, unfortunately! And while Felix briefly considers asking the Priestess to send an experienced advisor to gently coach Archimedes through these troubled times? Nah. The Priestess elevated Archimedes to this position, and thus Felix isn't, mmm, entirely sure that Archimedes wouldn't be supervised by Archimedes the Second. Isn't that a thought!
Where, then, does that leave them? In an unfortunate position, to be sure, but that's the price of Responsibility; Felix knows that all too well, which is why he holds Constantin's gaze for a moment, shoving his own misgivings aside before he brings his hand back down to his hip. Constantin is the more, ah, politically-minded of the two, so.]
...I'll return to the Temple. Speak with the Priestess. You stay here and make sure he doesn't cause any more trouble.
[That he doesn't wind up burning the duchy down around himself. Goddess above.]
Yulia and the rest will stay here. They'll protect you—and him, [he huffs, the pointed Look he directs down at Archimedes saying all that needs to be said re: Felix's opinion.] I'll be quick.
[Which is, like, not a thing Constantin has asked of him, but? Constantin has his children to get back to... and it isn't as though Felix is eager to leave Constantin for longer than he absolutely needs to, although he's loath to admit it. There was something about seeing an assassin tackle him that was... well... you know...]
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Well! There are ways to put them to use, Felix supposes. Taking their, ah, highly specialized knowledge and using it to catch bandits, perhaps—but that's a late-stage thing. For now, it's more about whipping Archimedes into shape while ensuring his duchy doesn't crumble apart in the process.]
He's proven he can't manage alone.
[So that is... a yes, unfortunately! And while Felix briefly considers asking the Priestess to send an experienced advisor to gently coach Archimedes through these troubled times? Nah. The Priestess elevated Archimedes to this position, and thus Felix isn't, mmm, entirely sure that Archimedes wouldn't be supervised by Archimedes the Second. Isn't that a thought!
Where, then, does that leave them? In an unfortunate position, to be sure, but that's the price of Responsibility; Felix knows that all too well, which is why he holds Constantin's gaze for a moment, shoving his own misgivings aside before he brings his hand back down to his hip. Constantin is the more, ah, politically-minded of the two, so.]
...I'll return to the Temple. Speak with the Priestess. You stay here and make sure he doesn't cause any more trouble.
[That he doesn't wind up burning the duchy down around himself. Goddess above.]
Yulia and the rest will stay here. They'll protect you—and him, [he huffs, the pointed Look he directs down at Archimedes saying all that needs to be said re: Felix's opinion.] I'll be quick.
[Which is, like, not a thing Constantin has asked of him, but? Constantin has his children to get back to... and it isn't as though Felix is eager to leave Constantin for longer than he absolutely needs to, although he's loath to admit it. There was something about seeing an assassin tackle him that was... well... you know...]