[Solus looks surprised at that. Even the savages back in his world had functioning governments, imperfect though they were. He...honestly has too many questions to ask, but fears there merely are no answers. What a hell he's been pulled into, when he's a seeker of and distributor of knowledge. For a moment, he looks a little perplexed, but then lets out a resigned sigh.]

...'Tis anarchy, then. One wonders how this world has not fallen apart completely and utterly.

[Even the peaceful Amaurotines had their own system of government. No law enforcement, but that's because they were all naturally kind and caring people, with no reasons to fight one another, no reason to harm each other either. Nothing but philosophical pacifists who wanted nothing more than to better their fellow man in every endeavor.

Such a system without proper authority and leadership should not be stable with mortals at the helm. Perhaps this is a nightmare? Maybe he's still asleep somewhere outside of Eulmore, and he'll wake up and this will all go away...

The nudge from the Yamask trying to be affectionate with him pulls him from his despairing thoughts. Gruffly, he brings a hand to his face to rub at his eyes.]

I suppose that is how this laugh of an organization still exists, then?