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Hector had enough on his plate already and didn't much care to get involved in their messy political games.

And yet he was. Undeniably. By accepting their land, he'd accepted their problems, too. At least partially. It would've been both irresponsible and delusional to think that he could simply ignore what as going on in the rest of Lorent and expect everything to be fine in the lower Jagwa region.

So he tried his best to keep on top of things. He was beginning to think he would need a representative of his own in P.J. soon, too. Someone he could trust to handle most of these meetings in his stead and help him stay informed about what was happening in the capital.

Who that person might be, though... he currently had no idea. A Lorentian insider seemed like the most potent choice but maybe not the most reasonable one. He didn't really trust this government, so how was he supposed to trust someone who was already associated with it?

There was no need to rush, he supposed. Things were... mostly manageable, at the moment.

He'd been trying to conduct as many of his meetings outdoors as possible so that he could continue taking in P.J. while he was here. His insistence seemed to make a few of the officials uncomfortable, but rarely did any of them say anything.

Perhaps they were afraid of upsetting him. Or perhaps they were simply coming around to the idea that outdoor meetings beat the hell out of indoor ones. He hoped it was the latter, though Garovel didn't hesitate to remind him how useful the prior could be.

Ravi Zaman was eager to show him more of the city during his stay, which Hector certainly didn't mind. It was Ambassador Stoutamire, however, who proved to be the most enthusiastic tour guide.