[b]“Don’t worry Dreamer; we Ascended have been watching your race’s clumsy steps through our universes for some time, even if your people were incapable of discerning our presence.”[/b]  Kaelin left that remark behind him as he turned away, though his cold demeanour was certainly a front for seething anger underneath. Bastard Dreamer, he would relish the day his creation tore the life-force from its skeletal body. He almost wished he could do it himself… but such things were banned among the Ascended, only one’s own sentient creations may be destroyed, unless they pose some greater threat to the Collective.  

He allowed the two individuals to converse and complete whatever pleasantries they had for each other, marvelling at the fact that the prelude to such an important event was to be filled with such meaningless chatter. He sighed inwardly, Politics could be ever so dull, he never should have agreed to represent the other Ascended at this pointless affair.