He sighs, taking a cookie from the plate before passing it on. Chewing and swallowing, and with no ill effects after several minutes of listening to the debate, he speaks up again. "I wish that I had evidence with which to defend myself other than my word, but alas, there is none."
Thinking for a long moment, he speaks up again. "Forgive me, Desan, you were a blind vote. No hard feelings, eh? I change my vote to Saffron."