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Surprisingly, the infinite politician had decided to stay out of matters. After he had entered the break room with the knight, he grabbed breakfast and quietly ate. Interjecting in this debate seemed nonsensical. Cyrus would rather just wait it out and size everyone up.  The best way to win over your audience was by knowing your audience, and that was exactly what he was doing right now. He took a mental note of everyone’s behaviour.

He was certain that he was going to get along with the peacemaker that what Mondatta. Cyrus didn’t agree with everything, but he thought he had a good general gist of things.  Mason and Ice stood out, and both had good ideas in their own right. The metalworker was a bit of a cynic, and would likely end up  antagonizing him a good bit he’d reckon.  On the other hand, he had a hard time taking Krista and Felix seriously as the violinist cracked her pun. Lastly, he could appreciate Kara’s brave front with words that carried merit of their own.

Perhaps Cyrus was more at ease because he knew a little about the killing games. There was one important thing these games all had in common. [i]When the gig was up, they all committed suicide.[/I] This means there was a way for these games to fail, and there was no reason why this one couldn’t be different. It wouldn’t be easy, and he doubted they would all survive… But there had to be a way out of here that did not involve killing each other. Maybe he should discuss with Shona if this was perhaps information in the need of sharing. 

Cyrus put down his utensils as the infinite monk addressed him. He nodded and stood up from his place and walked towards the middle of the room, joining Kara and Mondatta.  He offered the young girl a friendly smile. [color=D1c2bf]”Well spoken.”[/color] He then directed his attention at the rest of the crowd. Though some had already left, he figured throwing his own words into the mix might add some value now. 

[color=D1c2bf]”Meetings will commence after the morning announcement. And I would like to implore the culinary talented to aid making the start of our days an enjoyable one.”[/color] He looked at Kara and Mason as he said this. [color=D1c2bf]”Our situation is precarious, and therefore I must agree with the idea that trust and cooperation will bring us further. However, I believe doubt will be healthy to our survival as well, just do not distrust. A doubtful man watches his back, a distrustful one does things he regrets…”[/color] He paused for a little, hoping this message would sink in. [color=D1c2bf]”Trust, doubt, do not distrust. Let us now work together to find a solution to our predicament that is most beneficial to all of us. That is all.[/color] While his words had not brought any new ideas. He figured the ones they had right now would suffice. He would rather use his time to inspire hope, and create a mindset that may aid in the survival of at least one person.

After his short speech, he approached Calvin and held out the orichalcum ingot towards him. [color=D1c2bf]”I think this one was meant for you. I give it to you with the same message, though whether or not you decide to take it to heart is up to you.”[/color]