[Francis listens quietly, his expression mostly unreadable. But France's misty eyes are clearly showing a mixture of pride at the boy's strong stance against slavery, and his mistreatment at the hands of AGI. He wipes his eyes briefly, attempting to pass it off as nothing.]

At least he is well protected. Merci, Michael. You have done me a great service.

[But at the man's question, France can't help but let out a small, bitter laugh, looking away from the compact for a moment.] There is a difference here, Michael - you have given a lot, you have... mais, to my knowledge, you have not died for your country. How can I face them, knowing this?

[After a brief moment, he shakes his head.]

I think I will walk. It is only a few blocks, non?