The matron turned the cloth covered item in her hand, 'So ' Huo 's always been a clumsy oaf. One of the first real gifts Min ever gave him was a bowl she made herself, and -what do you know- within minutes he dropped the damn thing. But uh, ' her lip quivered, 'she said it was okay, and it was an opportunity to make it even prettier. It 's been ' it was ' his favorite ever since. '

She opened the cloth and inside was a simple grey bowl, cracks spidering across its surface, laden in gold.

'Damn asshole has broken it so many times over the years I 've lost count. But he always asked for it to be repaired the same way she did. I have to say ' it 's made it a lot prettier, ' she looked at the surrounding council, still trying to keep it together, 'it 's sort of been a symbol of our leadership team out here. Broken, and imperfect, and uh, he said if the council agrees, he 'd like you to have it, as a symbol of our trust in you taking the reins. All in favor? '