[The Holst Clause is law, indeed. Her optimism is... not contagious, look at some of these uggos? But he appreciates the sentiment all the same.

He hums into his wine skeptically though, because he can hear the Judging, if only because—]

You sound like my mother. We shall see what kind of people this city really has to offer. Right now, in any case... well, it is what it is.

[womp womp.........]