A long, polished table occupied the center of the floor, unadorned but for long yellow pads and ballpoint pens at each place. A few seconds of unobtrusive scuffling ensued as the diplomats, all veteran campaigners, vied for choice positions, balancing the prestige of juxtaposition to the Ambassadorial chair against nonconspicuousness in the event of scapegoat selection.
Kiryu: But first ... I need to know ... Why are you sat so far away from everyone else?
Shindo: It's symbolic.
Kiryu: What do you mean?
Shindo: It symbolizes the fact that I am not "part of the group" and also foreshadows my betrayal.
Kiryu: Fair enough.
Shindo: It's symbolic.
Kiryu: What do you mean?
Shindo: It symbolizes the fact that I am not "part of the group" and also foreshadows my betrayal.
Kiryu: Fair enough.
