Oh for God’s sake, this was all a staged event, winding down to the last few minutes, building drama and tension, as if the world hung in the balance (well actually, it does, but these imbeciles never had any intention of stopping the madness). Then at the moment agreed upon they declared a grand and wondrous life-saving moral victory and congratulate the hell out of themselves for rearranging the deck chairs on the Otitanic.
Traitors, every one of them. And selfish, witless fools. The ship of fools sails on! How glorious!
Good luck with that.