Diplomats
"So, why are we your diplomats?"
I glance up at Amethyst and Gen as they stand to the side of my desk. My mind ebbs out of its Minecraft rabbit hole. It is not a question I was expecting. "I mean, isn't it sort of obvious?
"Sort of?" Amethyst winces. "That is not a specific answer though."
"In a way, it is." Gen answers. They exchange a look and I return to my building in Minecraft. My mind still eavesdrops on them. "She is not wrong. Think about who else could be a diplomat."
"You mean, if neither of us would or could?" Amethyst clarifies. "That would mean Ora and Renegade. Oh yeah. They would be..."
"Not the best choices. Funny choices, given their character and mannerisms, but ultimately poor choices."
"Definitely. Could you imagine Ora -blood and fire assassin extraordinaire- trying to rule?"
Gen laughs in her more regal way. "And what about Renegade and that moral high ground of hers?"
Amethyst doubles over in laughter. Their trade of laughter prompts me to chuckle myself. It makes me appreciate my diplomats a little more.
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