["Hey, fellas,"] Guorthigirn's voice buzzed through Tycondrius' earpiece.
"Ex-CUSE me?" Natalya scoffed.
["Oy. 'Fellas' is a gender-neutral term,"] the Merchant King argued.
"It is *absolutely* not," Natalya shouted toward the tent entrance.
["Well-- I'm sure PFC Mondt will agree with me."]
Natalya turned her indignant glare toward Mondt's corner of the tent, "the opinion of a fresh fish is hardly an acceptable standard on gender equality in a professional setting."
"Keep your bearing, Mondt," Rosenhart urged. "Don't embarrass me in front of my friends."
"Y-yes, Sir," the PFC mumbled.
"As I've been happily married for 28 years now," Adal began, "It is my most humble--"
"King of Vralkek!" a frustrated Tycon interrupted, "speak your piece!"
He was glad he said something. It seemed that even Gobbuto was preparing to weigh his opinion.
