There was another smile. "That would be appreciated." It remained to be seen if it would come to anything. So much never seemed to.
Phoenyx sipped her tea. It was easy to see who was in certain alignments there. "I couldn't say. Corn was an idealist, expecting everyone to want to work together and build the Concillium up. I beleive he saw giving duties to people a way of assigning responsibility and investing people into the Concillium. I do not believe that can be done. In reality we are just people forced together by dint of our Awakenings, for mutual protection. It does not guarantee cooperation or like-mindedness. We have our own Paths to follow."
She nods in agreement. "At this point, I would agree not. When a council was proposed, our numbers were much larger, and previous gatherings had four or five in the Obrimos or Thrysus, which made it a little better to have a point of contact for those paths. But now it simply seems a title for title's sake." The Obrimos looks at her cup. Perhaps it would be better to disband the council? When the council was basically all there was, there were no people to govern in the first place. But would people be able to let go of their crowns so easily?
No, you are right," the little Arrow agreed. No point getting concerned. The wheel would turn as it always had.
"I suppose it would be," came the agreeing reply. Phoenyx frowned a little. She always found this part hard. Inquiring without being prying. What did she like to talk to others about? That seemed a sensible place to start. What did Aurora usually ask people? Dark eyes glance up inquisitively at her guest. "Do you have any activates you enjoy, or Arcana that particularly fascinate you?"
Nailed it.