Finally finished ironing out the creases in the legion infantry formation, Alexander remembered to double back to the original topic that started all this- the to-be refugee crisis.
"My lords, we seem to have gotten off track," His voice drew everyone's attention, after which said, "Because we have yet to decide on what to do about the people who enter the city for food."
"Ahem," Alexander's speech was immediately succeeded by a low cough, though the sound was not gruff like a man's, but a high-pitched feminine one.
Cambyses had decided to take the stand, and proceeded, "My lords, I did not say this before, but I believe that we are looking into the refugees all wrong!"