Soldat is not comfortable in here. This is not as crowded as a regular Town Hall meeting, but it's still a bunch of people in an official space potentially making decisions, and they aren't really supposed to be part of those.

Good intel, though. They just kind of wish they could be listening to it from outside under the window, is all.

They do have... something to bring up. Something that doesn't make clear sense. How to say something without suddenly becoming the center of attention, though. Fuck, why are they like this.

They wait for Cao Pi or Daylight to actually be looking at them, hold up the metal hand almost like a kid trying very shyly to get the teacher's attention, and wait to be asked. Then say (hesitantly), "Lots of worlds. Look the same." Especially given this one apparently uses the exact same calendar and some very similar technology to their own, and many other Beacon residents from alternate Earths. "How did the World Eaters find this one in particular? How did they affect it for years before they got here? Did something small or. Hard to notice. Come through first when the portal got opened the first time?" Something that led the big things here, maybe, and started killing people earlier.

And that was so many words. They literally can't make another one come out, at least not right away. That was really fuckin' hard.