Niklas wasn't one for delicate political situations. In this one, he didn't know everything; without such intelligence, he couldn't make a move without possibly disrupting or endangering some sort of balance that he knew was still in place- it was politics, after all. And more than that, it wouldn't do to call [i]more[/i] undue attention to himself in what must be a personal matter.

So Niklas just voiced his agreement with everything his betrothed said, remarking that his fashion sense urged him to bring a fedora- which was quickly reversed.

Fareeha, on the other hand, gasped a little- but not in horror or the like. Fareeha saw that brief fire in Liv's eyes the moment she slapped Anton, and knew- there was hope for another warrior. Mai was already a politician, and once you go political, there's no going back. Liv has a chance to be confident, and brave, and self-assured of herself! Fareeha also wanted a little apprentice that she could teach things to. Should she get another snake for her? Hmmm... so many things to contemplate.

But she didn't directly interfere, instead simply watching with a very, very slight smirk. The type of smirk that usually makes people rethink what they just said, did, or saw. At Liv's slap, she just let out a low, low whistle.

The only thing she commented on is, "I'm on Liv's side. If you meant to do something, I'd say to stick by it." She more or less ignored Anton.