"Well that can't be good."
Johannes says, mostly mumbling to himself as he turns from the balcony towards the various entertainment venues.  As he made his way around partaking in the various foods and such he pondered what this might mean for the community.  He didn't wish any ill will on the mayor, she'd done more in the last decade than most people did in their entire lives, but quite frankly she was old.  Old enough that her death was an inevitable reality for the near future.  The only thing to do was prepare to live with whatever happened afterward, and hope whoever fills the power vacuum doesn't destroy Independence in half the time it took to build.
Unsettling thoughts aside, he didn't take any particular action over the mayor's presumed ailment, she surely had enough people to look after her without the general rabble filing in one by one.  And if anything more serious became of it he was sure they would be told in due time.