Morgan had seen a report on the Fiat Lux disaster in the Hollowed Grounds appear at her desk at one point, but she had not read it particularly closely once it seemed that it would not affect her own work and life; still, she knew enough to know what Quanil spoke of. "That you did not learn enough farming skills to make a living and your sister has not discovered her magic until now makes me wonder what you were doing up until this point." She said bluntly, though it appeared to be more of a monotone assessment than a criticism as such.
As for Jigano... "...This kind of worship is not healthy. He will have flaws. The man will pick his nose and yell in frustration and have regrets." Her own father had been her hero, but Morgan had no problems admitting his problems: he had been too prone to indulgences, drink and women (hence her birth), had been too idealistic - his desire to turn even the vilest of criminals into honest men was really what had killed him.
She just nodded to Quanil's travel plans, thinking if the teen did try to go to Halo now they most certainly would die, to the cold or an Ursur or...well, anything, really.
