[More horrified than angry:] No--! I mean, they're not-- We, the Inquisition--there is only so much that can be, that can--

[Ahhhhhh but okay, okay. He's moving on to thoughts. Thoughts are good, and actionable; thoughts can be taken into consideration. Quickly the shuffling sound of paperwork being moved about takes over as background noise, followed by the low sound of a quill scratching against parchment. Notes are even better than thoughts.]

Yes, I have heard-- 'town meeting' was the, um. Suggestion. I believe that was the phrasing. But this would be a sort of, uh, abomination... [no that's the wrong word] Uh, hybrid, I mean. It would be the two ideas together. The town meeting, that is, and the, possible, event, to raise morale. The funding might be difficult to come by. The Inquisition is quite-- the budget is, um. A little tight. But we might be able to requisition some items that would--

[wait hang on]

Sports of, what sort