"Mmmm." the man would think to himself, smiling softly as he looks about, sighing as he relishes in the sights and smells of this new place. He notes the man's attire, looking over the silk in his suit, the hop in his step, the gold on his cane and the golden tooth in his smile. He knows him to be of the upper classes. It's best to suck up to those such as he, for they are the ones who bring him an easier time climbing the ladder on his own... he would grin to the man, giving a bow of the head, careful his gaze looked not into his eye as to not insult him should he be of rank, and speaks softly. "Ambition." is all he states, for it is all that is needed, a word that speaks a thousand wishes, all tied into one.
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