"Ooooh..." A wide, almost mischievous smile spread across Robin's face, but he quickly suppressed it, raising an eyebrow with feigned curiosity.
"So... what exactly is this so-called 'Human Powers Consortium'?"
"Just a loose gathering, really," Pitsu replied, waving his hand dismissively a few times, "a meeting ground for representatives of various human factions—those who seek foreign relations or inter-factional diplomacy."
He snorted.
"But let's not kid ourselves—it's nothing more than a glorified bazaar. The Consortium holds no executive power, the representatives almost never gather together in one place, and there's never any actual decision-making happening. It started with noble intentions, trying to resist the systemic oppression of humans in Mid-Sector 100… but in the end, it devolved into something closer to a marketplace or an expo!"
Frustration bled into his tone as he shook his head.
