Rim adjusted the beret on their dark, royal blue dreadlocks as they sat at the large round table. they rested their chin on their hand, looking around curiously at the others in the room. The most of politicians looked tense, with the Rao's curious glances only making it worse. 

"My Rao, you've already.. done so much for Ten'noshima," one of the politicians spoke up, dancing with his words as to not cause offence, "But, this.. it's just too much. We cannot allow this,"

"Why?"

"Well..um..," Rim's short response had caught him off guard. They peered at the politician with innocent curious eyes, like a child, but one as old as time. It was frightening.

"The.. Heart would not approve of such a decision," the politician clicked back. Rim sat up straight in their chair and started to fiddle with the buttons in front of them, their tail flicking slowly. 

"Your Heart is holding you back," They looked back at the politician, eyes no longer innocent. "I see just how much potential this city would have without it,"

"Well the heart will always be here,"

"How unfortunate for you,"