That reached him.
He sets his spoon down, and glances around warily. "We should remove to somewhere more private."
A minute or two later, you are in General Kota's quarters.They are bigger than yours, but smaller than the consular suites the senators had taken. He takes a seat beside a small table, and indicates a chair.
He says, "Perhaps you'd better start at the beginning."
You answer, "Well, my father..."
He waves a hand at you in frustration. "No, boy. Demaia. Tell me everything about her."