Ah, to be young. Jean-Claude nods slightly, which is to say that he had expected such an answer from her. And why should she be talked down, he supposes. She has every right to at least make the attempt. The problem is that regardless of whether she should succeed or not, it should create an all-out war. But it is not his job to explain such things. Nor is it on him to try and stop it.

"If you are set in this," he offers, sitting forward over the bar, swirling his drink in his hand slightly, "then I would offer you aid. Or rather, I can offer you Daylight's aid." He glances at the girl out of the corner of his eye. "I may have sway to be able to create a distraction."