Estinien stares at Phoenix blankly. His... profession? Talking people out of jail cells? He can't imagine who would be paying him to do that. Some ploy of the wealthy, perhaps - shifting the courts in their favour?

At any rate, it doesn't sound like something particularly respectable to him, straight off the bat. He has little context for Phoenix's claims, having grown up in a very different legal system. He shakes his head, unable to take comfort in the thought, frustration and worry rising up in his chest. In his home, those in a situation like his were all but doomed.

"I fear you misunderstand the situation." He can't quite keep his desperation out of his voice.