Here - here Lakshmi for once found herself in agreement with the Knights of the Order. She frowns, intent on looking over Beleth. Not for Herian's reasons or any other. But with her lips pressed together, she takes her time to give herself pause for once, watching how Herian and Beleth spoke to each other. Strange that, not something she'd noticed earlier.

Leaves her quiet for it. Small mercy no doubt.

"This is not a dress you simply put on. The time it gives you is no novelty. It is to swear yourself to a higher purpose, beyond even your own people. I only took it up after my own people thought I was dead in battle." Her head bows, the one respectfully. "Would you be willing to walk away from everything you know, Scoutmaster?"