"Lord?" Being rather unprepared for the barrage of questions from out of the blue, Noah was silent for a long moment, seeing that Larsa's conscience must have been heavy with these thoughts.

"It takes one who knows the threat of war well to strive for peace," he started, rather unsure of what to think of his lord's act of doubt for his own ideals. "I do not doubt that your acts in the name of amity for Ivalice are not ill-begotten. You told me yourself that Ivalice was well on the road to a harmonic age, did you not?" Nay, if anyone, the judge truly believed the child to be fit for Emperor, even if a child he still be. "T'would take a heart as yours that so tenaciously longs for pacifism to take the ideal and make it true."

Truly, he held no notion of what it was to rule; his views, however, had never been safe from the judging eyes of the other orders of their former government. "I am firm in my belief that the peace you - and the Lady Ashelia - fought for is well-earned, and is more than a possibility. My Lord would only be a fool if he sought not to question himself, test himself - an Emperor is nothing more than a man, and it is man's way to doubt."