Whatever fears Janin had of boredom at the beginning of the meeting where quickly extinguished; starting with the arrival of Xsar, and his aquatic accompaniment. 
[i]“An entrance as always”[/i] She greeted in return to her brother’s embrace, her smile returning at the look of Aesis’ face behind him.

Zadia’s arrival, and what came with it was the real surprise.  Janin had no opinion of the still-young god, but liked her well enough if only because of the stir she caused so quickly. The guardian was suddenly visible, gods who had been sitting quietly suddenly standing and speaking if not yelling, and Oksana and Zadia herself where on the ground. It had all happened a bit too quickly for the spinning mind of Janin, who remained him her seat and suddenly very much in need of her drink again.  Alek on her shoulder was hissing, an action more clearly demonstrated by the tensing of her small form then the sound only her mother could hear.  Janin was content to pick up her glass again and let everyone continue talking until they calmed again.

Aesis was the first to try and gain control of the situation. Of course, so hasty to finish the war he had lost centuries before. The better part of the conversation was lost to the now substantially inebriated goddess, but Ahru’s words she clung to most, unjustly biased as they may be.
[i]“I agree with Ahru”[/i] Janin didn’t move, face only shifting to a frown, focus spent on remembering how to speak with authority and without slurring [i]“these new gods are too young and inexperienced to have a voice in these discussions.  Let them mourn their grandfather and be gone.”[/i] She waved her hand at Zadia, but it was Naqquash her gaze went to after whatever attention her remark might have gained faded.  Or it would have, but she hardly managed to look at the mangled body before turning away out of disgust.