"It seems," she said, her voice steady but with an edge of resignation, "that my choice is quite obvious."
Her gaze swept over the room, lingering for a moment on each face before settling on the two main figures. Ava's expression gleamed with quiet triumph, her eyes filled with satisfaction. In contrast, Sidney appeared unsure, his hesitation palpable as though he wasn't certain whether to celebrate or remain wary. Good. Let him hesitate. It was better that way.
She cocked her head as she looked at the documents in her hands, "While her intentions seem clear on the surface," she continued, her tone taking on a more thoughtful edge, "what I don't fully understand is this—why the unnecessary complication? If her goal was truly to give them what she laid out and leave me what she intended, why not make it final? Why place this power in my hands? Why give me a choice at all? And then ask you esteemed gentlemen to mediate? Hmm? You said so yourself that she wanted you to mediate."
