All visiting delegates to the main stage, that was definitely calling out to Achilles.
The questions were about to start, and, as Achilles made his way up to the table he was internally asking himself where he should sit. It seemed silly, surely, but, when one was being asked questions, well, seating was important. Imagine having to actually walk onto the stage and tragically fall, flat on their face, embarrassment. Definitely not something Achilles wanted for himself. So, he took a second, standing by the table until he decided to take a seat on the very end of the table. He couldn't possibly trip being on the edge.
Where was everyone else? "Now now! Don't be nervous. Come on up here, I highly doubt any of us bite." Achilles said with a very nervous laughter, and his hands slightly fidgeting and twirling with one another. Nerves hitting him. "Let's get this thing rolling!" CLAP! Just one. Awkward.
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