Sarai smiles, the genius of it all, makes her mind swirl. The other, a front then? Maybe not even a front, but a real thing, a real person just to cover his real self. She could only dream of such secrecy, and her eyes fill with wonder. Her inner paranoia celebrating his majesty in all its glory.
"She was right." she says with a grin. The woman told her she would not be disappointed, and at the time it sounded a bit.. trite. But perhaps Fransesc is onto something. Time will have to tell.
"Thank you for your trust, and I believe in what you say at least, fear does lead to aggression, and they have a lot to be fearful about. It's a wonder really they don't see it themselves, but I guess that's why they cling to what they know."
"I... should not linger, I'll keep silent about you, I value my own experiences, and the freedom of others."
She picks up the bracelet and walks over with it towards him. "I didn't want to come empty handed, but seeing how things are, this makes for a poor gift, I'll get you something better next time instead." she says, but gives him a chance to decide to keep it. After all a bracelet would make Baldur ask questions.
