[ A flash of visible and chilly aggravation that dismissal does not take effect the way he wants it to. Lucius stands still for a few measured seconds, before sitting back down. There are things he wanted, and thus, came here to request.

He can allow the conversation to run for the sake of this. ]

It is a ship run by a wizard of immeasurable power that wields magic like a Muggle discovering how to use a wand, and I daresay he wields moral justice in much the same way. I'm being held here for my successes, not my failures.

And tales of these ports and floods sound most undignified.