Damon let those final words settle in the air like a lead weight.
The silence wasn't quite dead, rather being thick with calculation as well as heavy with implication. Eyes narrowed, hands fidgeted over stylus pens and armrests, and advisors leaned forward slightly, murmuring among themselves via short-range comms or whispered mental transmission.
Damon gave them no time to stew.
He stepped back onto the central platform, gaze even.
"With that context in mind, let us begin with the first of the three agendas: political matters. And more specifically… national borders and sovereignty." Damon began.
"I'll keep it simple. Earth's nations remain intact. Your cultures, governments, territories—none of them are being dissolved, erased, or absorbed. You are still presidents, ministers, monarchs, and leaders of your people."
A slight shift of relief passed through the crowd.
"But." Damon continued, and the room tensed again.
