Herbert, naturally, doesn't really care about this argument that's happening. He doesn't see the point: he doubts they'll be listened to when it hasn't happened so far.

"Why do we have to be here at all--you've already made your mind up about the Ringmaster. Surely you can, argue with each other without our presence."

He tilts his chin up, eyes slightly shuttered, suddenly whimsical. "I'm a human, and a neuroscientist: this isn't my, Elysian Field."