While Steiner was talking, Ivan was chewing on some snacks that he had brought from the bar when he suddenly stopped, looked at Steiner for a brief moment and promptly slapped his hand to his face letting out a deep sigh, murmuring some words behind his hand.
"This imbecile..."
Ivan turned his head at Major Grachov.
You're right, we're wasting our time here.
Then Ivan turned to William Steiner.
Why are you even attending?
Before Steiner could answer, Ivan continued.
For the third time now, the whole point of this summit is to find a peaceful solution to that eye sore that your government has craped upon this system, because mister Steiner, there are a lot of people here that would love nothing more than to turn your pretty battleship into smoldering scrap metal for the Junkers to come collect, and guess what, these people have the means to do so.
The only thing that stands between them and your battleship is the system's neutrality, which you are crapping all over.
You can't be sipping tea while getting rammed from the back at the same time, the same rule applies to what I said earlier: If Bretonia wants to have a presence here, your government is going to need to compromise, telling us to "toughen up" is not a compromise.
Then Ivan turned to Grachov again
I've been the one trying to cool things down, now look what they made me say.
I am sure Doc will communicate us the final result of this, wanna get back to New Moscow and cool off with some ice cold vodka?