"Even in the times of war people are not that short-sighted, mister Sanders, or at least they are a bit more short-sighted than our work requires. Even with all the baloney Prime Minister Mountbatten gives to them, even if they are not those who supports us directly or indirectly, they still won't like to see criminal cartels at their backdoor. Day by day people lose their faith in such a useless leader and the government he represents.
I believe that in perspective every little step matters." Sequoia smiled softly and proceed to her seat, adding, "Excuse me, when it comes to politics, I have a rather vague understanding of things, so I shouldn't talk about it too much."
Sequoia sat down and leaned back, trying to relax. Apparently, she should better talk less, listen more. Good that they came to understanding, good that they agreed on some things that may be vital for their future work. On the other hand, her heart is throbbing and the back was damp with perspiration. Now she wanted just to close her eyes and get home to her bed while Druce was taking care of the remaining issues and answering Sanders's questions.
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