Standing slowly, the Governor General rubbed the back of his neck, the knot in his muscle a sign that this chair was ill made, and would need to be replaced eventually. Yet the colony had concerns that outshone the need for comfortable furniture, and either way, now was not the time to deal with such matters. A few seconds after the Governor had stood, the crowd quieted, as more and more of his colonists realised that he was to address them. His ability to silence a room of rowdy drunks by simply standing was just one example of the respect he commanded from his men. The Governor General was a fair man, liked by all for his stoic leadership that had made this colony a success, whereas the original Bayheath had failed. Once all had shushed, the Governor spoke.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for me to retire for the night, but I have throughly enjoyed this evening of celebration, and I hope that you have as well. I would however remind you all, that there is still a great deal of work to be done. Tomorrow, I expect you all to rise bright and early, a colony does not flourish when its men and women sleep until noon. But for now, rest easy. Goodnight" he said in a fatherly tone, hands held behind his back. Shortly after his speech, the Governor, escorted by his guards, left through a back exit, disappearing into the night.