Minan took a seat, his standard issue firearm at his waist. As much as he loved his more traditional weapons, they were a pain to carry around. He looked around at everyone else, and seeing someone else doing the same thing, gave them a polite smile. There was another man with his elbows on the table, which he took to be highly unprofessional, especially in front of the Granjudge. He didn't say anything, and absently turned his attention to his hands.