Mavelli's chuckle became rather loud laughter, almost doubling over before regaining composure. "I only wish they were capable of wrath, they would serve me better as guards rather than pocketing my food money since my workers are apparently being forced to be thirsty or starve. The lot of you should take that hint so I don't hear about a loss of guards due to being 'too kind'." His guardsmen avoided eye contact, with the guilty ones already walking away with overdone nonchalant-ness.