Pritoria: Do you not fear that your flattery would be taken as a dangerous, unwanted attempt at seduction or your question sedition of high order?

Servius: If either be the consequence of my less than cautious uttering, then I accept it, but it would not alter the truth of it.

Pritoria: You are an enigma. In answer then, what I am given, I am given, but I merit most those things which I earn. Tell me, what drives the pulse in your heart, is it honor or passion?