First to Asp, "Thanks for the update. I'm glad to hear that's been taken care of. I'll talk to the others to see if they're aware of any unusual happenings. Right now it's just Herald Crowley, Fluke." He rolled his eyes before mentioning the last name, "and...Falstaff."
A light smile to Star, "Congrats on winning."
"Finally, onto serious business. I'm proud that Weavebreaker owned up to her mistake during the three ring circus that was Consilium. Asp, Star, both of you were exemplary. As our numbers have dwindled alarmingly fast, I am glad to count you as comrades."
"Please keep me posted on any happenings that could affect the Consilium." A tinge of frustration was heard in his voice. Obviously annoyance at himself. "So, with that, I've said my piece. I fucked up in the process of hosting this meeting. It won't happen again. If there's anything else you wish to add, please say so now."