Someone nominated Felix while he was still chewing.
Lyra watched him hold up a finger, finish the bread, and swallow with the expression of a man discovering a hook in his breakfast.
“For the coalition delegation,” the sponsor added. “Not another guardianship.”
“That is a meaningful improvement,” Felix said.
The sponsor smiled too soon.
Lyra opened the stated duties before the nomination could acquire supporters through momentum alone.
“Reporting to the district. Negotiating within its instructions. Consulting on significant changes. Accounting for commitments.” She looked around the assembly yard. “This is the external seat. We already chose local oversight.”
“Who better understands what we’re building?” the sponsor asked.
