Out of the five Council members, Dee and Nora are the most sympathetic, nodding as Lancelot recounts his defence. The girl before them does look young and vulnerable after all, and they are both inclined to sympathise with one of their own, Midnight witch or not. Peter, the Vice President, is rather more disapproving, expression stern. Yasmine looks utterly bored, lounging in her chair with the air of a lazy cat.
In the centre of them all, there's Sylvia, and her flickers of annoyance during the speech are directed at Lancelot rather than Nancy, though she hides it well. His speech is full of veiled criticism and to be quite frank she doesn't understand why he's bothering to speak up for someone like Nancy. Politically, it is actually a smart move and she's all in favour of it, but of course that isn't why Lancelot is doing it. He's doing it because he's such a bleeding heart. A more savvy Guardian would have played up Nancy's youth while still maintaining the absolute authority of the Night Council. Lancelot isn't doing that.
But she decides to remain silent at least initially, glancing at her fellow Representatives as each looks to see who will speak first. Peter thumbs through some papers, frowning at the small font.
It's Nora who speaks up first, offering a kindly smile. "Thank you, Lancelot." Her accent is a gentle Irish lilt. "Your contention is that this poor girl is young and was led astray by her peers. How old are you, Nancy? Can you tell us when you first joined Circle Midnight?"
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In the centre of them all, there's Sylvia, and her flickers of annoyance during the speech are directed at Lancelot rather than Nancy, though she hides it well. His speech is full of veiled criticism and to be quite frank she doesn't understand why he's bothering to speak up for someone like Nancy. Politically, it is actually a smart move and she's all in favour of it, but of course that isn't why Lancelot is doing it. He's doing it because he's such a bleeding heart. A more savvy Guardian would have played up Nancy's youth while still maintaining the absolute authority of the Night Council. Lancelot isn't doing that.
But she decides to remain silent at least initially, glancing at her fellow Representatives as each looks to see who will speak first. Peter thumbs through some papers, frowning at the small font.
It's Nora who speaks up first, offering a kindly smile. "Thank you, Lancelot." Her accent is a gentle Irish lilt. "Your contention is that this poor girl is young and was led astray by her peers. How old are you, Nancy? Can you tell us when you first joined Circle Midnight?"