“I’ve long thought the academics were a promising angle in.” It was a remnant of Tony’s influence and priorities, the exposition being held in Val Royeaux, their attempts to slowly sway some of the locals toward rifter science. “I admit that the nobility isn’t— my strong suit, generally,” this was an underestatement, “but Lavaud, I can work with that.”

Strange wasn’t a scientist, strictly speaking, but he was still a doctor with multiple degrees under his belt; part of him still gravitated towards research and studies and papers and proof. No wonder some of the outdated Orlesian gossip around Gwenaëlle had gotten muddled about her tall rifter beaus in Research.