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[indent][color=FFCD63]“It is inappropriate for us to bicker before Rodias.”[/color]

The statement came from Aera as she broke her silence, hoping to instill some sense of order from her clear and blunt tone. 

[color=FFCD63]“It is he who is to make a decision. Our suggestions may be… sensible to us, but we should listen instead of screech above one-another. I would advocate waiting for his deliberation before us.”[/color]

As she returned to silence her eyes looked back to Rodias, attentively, hoping for an answer. Aera believed in her words firmly, thinking the prattling of her supposed “betters” were highlighting their inadequacy to cooperate. It reminded her of some issues in her memories that her master had called “RP drama”. Such dramatics were unbefitting for denizens struck in such a situation as they. 



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