Kokuten straightened in his chair, unable to find a comfortable position. With that, he sighed, and settled for leaning with one hand on his knee, his elbow resting over the other in an oddly angled position. His heel bounced up and down idly as his mind scratched at him with hunger. Perhaps it was the hunger, he thought, that prevented him from staying still.
The Captain's heel stopped moving, the Head Administrator's statement providing a distracting revelation from the munchies.
"No, but I do think we were doing something well beyond keeping order on a research station. Tell me, oh fair and wise Montreal, how do you intend to reward such vassals who so wordlessly threw themselves in front of gunfire to save people of questionable reputation?" said Kokuten, his tone slightly hinting of the mocking variety. He gestured to the rest of people sitting in the craft with them, "Don't you think they deserve something? Something that befits such unquestioning resolve?"
Cassefin leaned back into her seat and drew in a peaceful breath. "What did you all think you were doing? Some secret agent mumbo-jumbo?" She chided, smirking at her own sarcasm.
The Captain's heel stopped moving, the Head Administrator's statement providing a distracting revelation from the munchies.
"No, but I do think we were doing something well beyond keeping order on a research station. Tell me, oh fair and wise Montreal, how do you intend to reward such vassals who so wordlessly threw themselves in front of gunfire to save people of questionable reputation?" said Kokuten, his tone slightly hinting of the mocking variety. He gestured to the rest of people sitting in the craft with them, "Don't you think they deserve something? Something that befits such unquestioning resolve?"