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The night Ben met a vampire without an ego was the day he would actually be in trouble. At time it was seen with disdain and those with pride argue that giving an inch was in poor taste but it had yet to play out poorly for him. He was a touch surprised that Count Sinnenodel found history so fascinating as his statement seemed to counter his previous speech. To his credit Ben was simply not a man of that type of knowledge but he would endeavor to at the very least make an effort in educating himself. Perhaps Lilie could give him that thing Noah had mentioned once, something about driving notes off of a cliff. It did not sound right but if it meant an abridged version of everything then he was certain he could keep his attention on it.

The time had come to rein himself in as the count turned his attention to him at last. Ben was only surprised at the timing of all things; he was so sure he wouldn't have had any time at all to prepare himself. Letting his guard down wasn't wise but at the very least Ben felt no nervousness. He was ready. Ready as he would ever be, anyway.

[color=C0C0C0]"Should the opportunity arise sooner than later I would like to put an end to any current issues; why it has taken so long to put a relatively simple issue on mage reproduction to bed is worrying. Mages lack the foresight and experience that we immortals have, and with that in mind there is no question which way Count Dracul's vote would have went,"[/color] Ben said. [color=C0C0C0]"I'll spare you the uninteresting details but I also believe mages' rights has been an unproductive thorn in the Council's side and I would personally see to it that the issue is indefinitely put down to rest."[/color]

Down in the mages' favor, of course, but that went without saying. A Sinnenodel would not like to hear that even if Ben was certain he was aware of it.