The door of the mayor's chamber was opened after three knocks, and Cal and his mate entered. The doctor told the mayor that a man had come to talk to him, and if he didn't mind, the guest would like to ask him a few questions. To which the mayor answered nothing, perhaps he hadn't heard anything, then the doctor invited Cal to sit down next to him and try to start a conversation. He cautiously approached and extended his hand to the mayor, who looked at him with a piercing gaze and then looked at the doctor's familiar face. - Hello," Cal said, expecting a response, but there was none. Mentally unhealthy people, in most cases, did not recognize their illness or did not know about its existence. There wasn't much tension in the room, but Cal didn't know how to behave, so he improvised.
- Mr. Mayor, my name is Cal, and I have come to learn the art of governance from you. Could you give me a moment of your time?