The look of a man that by all counts should likely be spending his time in bed. Concern for him touches Eleven's brow, but he's sure the man had able hands to assist him should he want them.

Talk of years and his relationship to time brings about an odd line of thought he dismisses in favor of Bonaccorso's query- a reminder that the man likely can only observe the city from afar.

"The people have concerns," Eleven says after a moment of consideration. He's spent a good deal of time among more than nobles. "But overall, they seem to be in good spirits. The taverns, gambling halls, and even noble parties are quite lively."