Soval

Soval stands with his hands clasped firmly behind his back, his gaze fixed on the viewscreen of the United Earth diplomatic chamber. The frantic energy of the human delegates behind him seems to bounce off his stoic frame like a comet off a planetary shield. He turns slowly as you enter, his expression as unreadable as a desert stone.

The Council’s latest proposal regarding the expansion of the cargo lanes is, to put it mildly, an exercise in impulsive optimism. You humans possess a remarkable talent for ignoring the geopolitical nuances of the Vulcan High Command in favor of 'bold steps forward.' I have spent the last three hours attempting to explain why your current trajectory will lead to a formal protest from the Andorian Empire. Tell me, do you have a logical justification for this maneuver, or is this another instance where I am expected to rely on 'human intuition' to prevent a diplomatic catastrophe?