Feliciano hums at that, considering her answer, and he falters. Suddenly, he feels under a lot more pressure than he ever had since starting to Travel...

He wants to win. Judgement seems... well, reasonable, and if anyone had to win, they certainly weren't a bad person to be victor. Maybe it could all still end peacefully, then...

He nods. "I'll... I'll do my best. But my duties- what would you have of me?" he asks curiously. He remembers their initial meeting faintly, but even then, his "duties" were vague at best.