"Don't. I wasn't trying to correct that impulse. You see there's an Inner Ring. You see you're not part of it. You want in."
"That's good, Asmodia. You can get in. It's just going to take you a little while longer before you're ready to sit down at the table with myself and Sevar and Abrogail Thrune. You can be in the room where it happens. You may not still be eighteen years old when you're seated, but there's a place there for you if you prove yourself worthy of it."
"The only reason I'd be concerned is if, say, you noticed this problem earlier, and kept it to yourself because you had dreams of thinking up a solution and presenting it to your less competent superiors on a platinum platter, so that we'd know to consult you next time."
"That would be a problem, Asmodia."