Septimus would protest that it's a beautiful picture, in fact; for all its flaws, Alera is a masterpiece of human endeavor in some ways, and one he quite literally gave his life to protect. Deeply, deeply flawed, and with a lot of grief and war, but beautiful.

He tilts an eyebrow.

"Interesting. They are very much distinct in Alera. I think I remember her from the network, as well as another of your metalbenders. I should have learned something from them when I had the chance. And traded information on earth, I expect."

Well, at this point he's made it fairly clear he's got four of the types, and implied all of them, if it hadn't been explicit before.