[Do they? She doubts she knows van Zieks well enough to make that kind of conclusion. Perhaps with that level of professionalism, however, she can see it. Mikotoba, yes. Seventy-six... That one she doesn't know.

Beatrix's good eye follows Herlock's gaze for some moments and she thinks, yet again, of Diluc. He was quick to decline for what she believes to be understandable reasons. He would be well-suited, however. If not for council, then surely for defence.]

I do believe that is why we are meant to elect our members. None of us with these ideas want to hold the arrogance to take these positions. I suspect many of them feel the same way. [That they want to earn the trust of Reverein's inhabitants. If all of them are truly meaning with good intention, then it could have the potential to be a very successful council.

She looks back over to the detective when he asks further.]

He was also modest, but not wholly... against it, I do not think. The modesty, however, solidified for me that I thought he would be a good fit. He was once a lord, yet at present no longer is according to the information he shared with me. He seems to hold a great deal of respect for leadership and what qualities one in such a position must hold to be a good leader.

[Her head tips thoughtfully before she continues.] His name is Dohalim. He is about your height. Perhaps just a touch taller. Red of hair. Brown eyes. Difficult to miss.