Although his face doesn't show it, there's a flare of resentful anger, the kind that's been banked in someone's heart for more than half their lifetime. Admirable. Sure. Wriothesley manages to shunt it aside, as he always does, focusing on the rest of what Neuvillette's said. His feelings have never been the important thing here.

"The Throne fell...? Then the Authority -" He frowns, connecting the dots with a long look at Neuvillette. "The Authority returned to its rightful wielder, I'm guessing. Interesting." As a Harbinger, there's really only one question he can start his follow up interrogation with. "Does that mean the Gnosis was destroyed as well?"

"If nothing else, you'd think the water cycle would eventually purify the emotions from the rain. For them to still be strong enough to sense it does sound like there's something strange going on." Emotion, even carried in water, doesn't last forever, in Wriothesley's experience. "When I came through this mirror, the reflective surface turned to water and flowed onto the floor, but it wasn't carrying any emotion."