Seltin rubbed his neck, and then his temples, which were beginning to throb. "Look, I know how it may appear, but you have to believe me when I say that the Mayor has only the best interests of Pyke at heart." He sagged into a chair, and waved an arm vaguely. "I mean, you make these vague, sweeping accusations, when you have no real evidence." He turned to Dementa. "You're making unfair generalisations about the city folk, for a start, I mean I'm as much against Industrialisation as anyone, but you can't just tar a whole species with the same brush, just because some of them have been fairly nasty in the past... I mean, if you can give me any real evidence that the Mayor has been up to no good, then I'll support you, by all means, but most of what you've said so far has been assumption and supposition..."
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