It's a deceptively simple answer that glances off John, as if he has no further stake in this than the leverage this gives them. If he thinks of Isaac in this moment, the light affirmation of their own loyalties, it is set aside in favor of strategy.

"And we have the opportunity to offer then something more than the Inquisition ever will," John presses. "They won't cling to those apron strings forever, and if we provide a compelling alternative, we'll be able to sway a fair number of them to rally around Van Markham."

Leaning back in the chair, John tips his head with a small smile.

"Doesn't everyone dream of a safe haven to call their own? Van Markham can give them that, with a little encouragement."