Berrocal was rather confused. Why did they start to biker out of a sudden? They clearly had a different thought pattern. There were different Terran cultures between the Ryccian regions? Then they wouldn't all be softies. There was yet hope for the Ryccians. He then turned towards Thint.

"I see, that is rather regretful. However the King has also hunted with our Cheunh, a Terran-like alien which holds the same rights as Terrans. I wouldn't rule out the possibility of hunting with the Chancellor. It may be acceptable to the King, but I will have to ask Him just to be sure. What type of xeno is this Chancellor of yours?"

He then turned towards Carlias, rather saddened.

"Thank you for your insight. If there were more details you would like to share about your non ''Core'' cultures, we would be more than happy to receive a report of sorts. A transfer can be done with this datapad. We could even find more common ground than we have anticipated."

He gave a datapad to Carlias and saw a line which he had forgotten about. He looked at Carl.

"As for the press conference, I trust your security can handle the necessary precautions to not allow armed men or xenos come in. We will leave the security into your hand. Don't disappoint us. The King will b more than capable to stand his ground against your journalists. And before I forget, there is one last thing which I haven't mentioned yet. Would the Resurgence-class ship Little Rascal be ready for a tour? It would be greatly appreciated to see you upheld our terms and took care of the Little Rascal's legacy."