[The younger Lucis Caelum is silent for a moment as he tries to run through his head all the lessons he had in diplomacy growing up. Mostly to push back the building panic, but when the young girl speaks up... he finds he has to.]
She's right. [Noctis finally speaks, clasping his hands before him on the table before addressing the entire room. He keeps his voice steady, remembering to breathe when he has to.]
Whether we like it or not, this affects all of us. Native and displaced Outworlder, common and noble. [He sighs, looking down along the room from the end of the table to all the faces gathered here.] Whether or not you decide to take action or not, it's your choice. But until and after we have the information on the other's plans, we should focus on finding any leads we can on this world's Bahamut and the other four Legendary Eidolons. Once we have what we can find, I suggest we reconvene on neutral ground to discuss what we have. [He turns his gaze to the Curti Center workers among them. While he'd had plans to create something similar in Yun'Ashia, there might not be enough time to get it off the ground at this point.] I don't suppose you can talk to your superiors at the Center to see if we can reserve a room for a meeting in the next month..?
[Better to sit everyone down in person than use the mognet. His gaze falls on Empress Ramaa and the two gentlemen sitting beside her at the head of the table.] Thank you for the warning, and for opening your borders for us. While I'm curious why it's taken this long to inform us and the rest of the world, I hope this can be a sign of a future where we all might work together.
[If only to assure mutual survival, which part of him really wonders if there's another catch... Yet he does his best to mask any sort of poor sentiment with concern. A concern that is currently far stronger.]
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She's right. [Noctis finally speaks, clasping his hands before him on the table before addressing the entire room. He keeps his voice steady, remembering to breathe when he has to.]
Whether we like it or not, this affects all of us. Native and displaced Outworlder, common and noble. [He sighs, looking down along the room from the end of the table to all the faces gathered here.] Whether or not you decide to take action or not, it's your choice. But until and after we have the information on the other's plans, we should focus on finding any leads we can on this world's Bahamut and the other four Legendary Eidolons. Once we have what we can find, I suggest we reconvene on neutral ground to discuss what we have. [He turns his gaze to the Curti Center workers among them. While he'd had plans to create something similar in Yun'Ashia, there might not be enough time to get it off the ground at this point.] I don't suppose you can talk to your superiors at the Center to see if we can reserve a room for a meeting in the next month..?
[Better to sit everyone down in person than use the mognet. His gaze falls on Empress Ramaa and the two gentlemen sitting beside her at the head of the table.] Thank you for the warning, and for opening your borders for us. While I'm curious why it's taken this long to inform us and the rest of the world, I hope this can be a sign of a future where we all might work together.
[If only to assure mutual survival, which part of him really wonders if there's another catch... Yet he does his best to mask any sort of poor sentiment with concern. A concern that is currently far stronger.]