[ Gil takes his time to read through it. He's heard whisperings of the Solstice Ball here and there, but he'd been too absorbed in his scientific work to go dig into it. Maybe this goes to show being a politician had tired him out more than he realized. Throwing himself headfirst into labwork has basically been a vacation...

When he is done with the article, Gil exhales in a low whistle. ]

Talk about a PR disaster.

[ Niesha, how are you even Mayor... ]

I wonder how many gods on the level of Niesha and Nemesis are out there - knowing that she is not the only force who could have a hand in our eventual fates is valuable.