He offers a non-committal hum in response. He has his own preferred state of the world but experience - along with a considerable dose of cynicism - has made him keenly aware that he should keep such thoughts to himself.

That said, in keeping with his part as the emperor of Garlemald...

"Well, as the ruler of one such nation founded upon that principle of inequality, what would you say is the 'real problem'?" he asks affably.

Peering through another door, he finds that there's a class, of sorts, in session. If it can be called a class. The 'teacher' doesn't even seem sure of their subject and is being bombarded with complaints from those present.