She can feel the unmasked amusement, even under the strain of embarrassment, irritation, and discomfort in the room, but says nothing of it and only nods, at least managing a half smile in return. She then motions to the man at her right, an elderly angel with sharp eyes and a distinct robe- one of her High Council, likely. "I think we would all benefit from a summary of recent discussion."

The man nods stoically at her gentle command, then proceeds to recount the most recent of negotiations and conversation. It's brief, but the others seem content with it.