"Alright, the voting is now complete. I will now announce the results."
"..."
"Three votes in favor of establishing the disease repository."
"Nine votes against."
Upon hearing the result, the Manager's light dimmed considerably. He was clearly very disappointed.
"If there are no further comments, the decision stands—the disease repository will not be established."
"Thank you all for your participation. I wish you all a pleasant time healing."
The Healers exchanged a few pleasantries before scattering, as if the vote had been of no great importance and they had only been there to make up the numbers.
Gradually, only Mo Ling, Xi, and the Manager remained on the grassy field. The Manager's sphere of light was still quite dim. He stood forlornly on the grass, his body hunched over.
"You... you two voted in favor, didn't you?" he suddenly asked Mo Ling and Xi.
"We did. How did you know?" Mo Ling asked.
