Dahlia slit her eyes at the girl, parting her lips to make a comment about her foreign background. However, the boy who had been in front of her before now stood, proclaiming himself as leader. "I'm sorry. I don't think you understand. There is no debate, no democracy. There is only Dahlia." She reprimanded, crossing her arms across her chest a smug smirk gracing her face. "Plus, even if I were to entertain your lowly ideas of democracy, who is to say you two are the only ones voting? I'm sure there are others who care to be Savant that have much more sense than the pair of you." Her words flowed, the sound of distaste not even relatively hidden from her tone.