 How do the others in the Council Chamber feel about Marshall and Crownwall's news?
The sight of an Earthman on Vega III, where it was impossible for an outlander to be, brought angry crowds to surround John Crownwall as he strode toward the palace of Viceroy Tronn Ffallk, ruler of Sector XII of the Universal Holy Empire of Sunda. John Crownwall, florid, red-headed and bulky, considered himself to be a bold man. But here, surrounded by this writhing, slithering mass of eight-foot creatures, he felt distinctly unhappy. If they carried out the threats of their present attitude, Earth would have to send Marshall to replace him. And if Crownwall couldn't do the job, thought Crownwall, then it was a sure bet that Marshall wouldn't have a chance. The clashing teeth of the noisiest of them were only inches from the quivering flesh of his back as he reached the upper level. Instantly, and unexpectedly to Crownwall, the threatening crowd dropped back fearfully, so that he walked the last fifty meters alone. A pair of guards, their purple hides smoothly polished and gleaming with oil, crossed their ceremonial pikes in front of him as he approached the entrance. "And just what business do you have here, stranger?" asked the senior of the guards, his speaking orifice framing with difficulty the sibilances of Universal Galactic. If you know what's good for you, you'll get out of here while you can still walk. "Just tell him that a man has arrived from Earth to talk to him. Crownwall sat on the steps, puffed alight a cigarette, and blew expert smoke rings toward the guards. An elegant courtier, with elaborately jeweled harness, bustled from inside the palace, obviously trying to present an air of strolling nonchalance. His Effulgence commands you to appear before him at once." The two guards withdrew their pikes and froze into immobility at the sides of the entrance.
 They are unsure if they sent the right person to do their job because of the outcome
 They are disappointed that they will not have the chance to wage war against an alien species  They are relived to not have a threat to handle but unsure of how to proceed  They are ecstatic that all of their problems have been solved, and know they sent the right person  They are unsure if they sent the right person to do their job because of the outcome