Sol 'Vadum shuffled in his council chair, sitting as if uncomfortable. His left mandible twitched as the debate went on and on. His neighbor, Councilor 'Folan glanced over, trying to listen to the debate and see what was wrong with Vadam at the same time. "Councilor, are you alright," asked the half-concerned councilor. "Uh, yes 'Folan. I'm fine," replied Vadum in a low voice. It was obvious that Vadam was growing more and more impatient and his attempt to let the other councilors speak was becoming increasingly impossible. He watched as councilors bickered on about the issue at hand.