#459 Classified Whispering

Scholar-Pioneer, Soapstone, is not happy. They whisper to Stygian Lord. Soapstone's assistant in the background, a roll of large paper sheet in hand, looks around as if looking for something.
Soapstone: Why are there so many ninnies?!
Stygian Lord: I had to rush a lot of things to work on schedule. Deal with it.

Soapstone gives a glance at a group of owl people behind them. Assistant keeps looking around.
Soapstone: We can’t have this many numbskulls see classified information!
Stygian Lord: Don’t worry. None outside this table will understand a thing.

Soapstone hugs their stack of papers angrily. Assistant looks lost.
Soapstone: You know I prepared this presentation specifically with the intellectually-challenged in mind!
Stygian Lord: Trust me, you’re vastly overestimating them, my friend.
Soapstone: How rude! I’ve written five best-selling essays on floofhead information processing!