Rev listened to him, and tried to come to some manner of understanding as to the nature of these attacks. Frankly, this was out of his wheelhouse, and didn't really concern himself with Atlantean politics. However, the fact that this was a direct attack forced him to realize that he was now involved by proxy. "Well if all the big wigs were supposed to be there, then maybe it wasn't just you they were targetting."
He thought about it himself, their tactics appeared to be coordinated. Someone had to have been calling the shots, otherwise this would be just...wanton. "Think about it, why would they wait to blow your building skyhigh now? It's timing. I remember this one time where I had to eject a guy from a club, and he was some small-time celeb. His ejection caught the tabloids, and his whole career took a nose-dive after that. So, see? Timing."