Nathan quickly manoeuvres his thumb and index finger into a pincer, and caught the grape projectile before it could get close to him. "Aren't you too old to be playing with food?" he says as he crushes the grape, and then tossed it into the bin several meters away. Seeing the Coalition back off, Nathan thought it'd be best to move on as well. "Apologies for our derailment" Nathan said politely but with the faint hint of sarcasm, almost shedding crocodile tears.
Nathan looked at the Inquisitor with disdain as she walked in. "Inquisitor! How unfortunate. Did Golanski strap a Nuclear warhead to you for this meeting? We're eagerly waiting for him to follow up his threat. Actually, knowing him he probably blew himself up when he tried. I'm surprised you're welcome here at all - it's no wonder the participants are reacting badly to you. Andtrust me, it's not just the stench.". Nathan sighs. "Now, what are you doing here again? Last I recall we obliterated your Battleship. I think it's best you return to your care home on Akabat and let the people that matter handle this summit - before you spew more threats you can't back up. Again".
"If this summit is to fail, it's because the people in charge are not acting on the obvious solution presented and even agreed upon by the parties in here. The Corsairs must go. If they were to retaliate against the Zoners for that, there are more than enough people ready to rise up and defend Omega-49. And, as others have said, conflict with the Corsairs may be inevitable if the Gallic onslaught continues and they turn their eyes here". He points down at the ground, to add emphasis.