[ There should be a relief in that, but it's a heavy subject, and so it doesn't yet come. Nevertheless, Red nods, humming along with it to let Alvin know he listened. It was all up to the government, possibly, than just what some people slung up onto walls. Right?

But it leaves him silent for a few seconds, posture shifting in place in an unsure manner before something catches his attention by his side. A voice-- a man's voice, speaking mumbled under his hand from the petals collected. He wants to peek to see what it is, quiet as he tries and listens, but turns away after a second. Not really the best time for that. ]

...I hope you're right about the Chief. [ An awkward pause, before he sighs. ] But I've got the feeling someone's going to do something, even if it isn't a war.

And if it isn't about the arehtei, then it's going to be some other reason. [ ... ] Some people are willing to make sacrifices to get what they want.