Wardroom
Sighing to himself, Ramiro stood and looked around. Another winter was well on its way, a time that never sat well with him. Too many memories of his family, of his life, cold nights spent alone with no shelter, no food. Memories of that girl that he had longed for from a distance, the nameless beauty he knew he would never have. Memories of Kumiko and their time together on Hanako's World. Memories of the war...
Shaking his head a little to try and clear his thoughts, Ramiro made his way downstairs.
Crew Lounge
Noticing Hanako by the cider, Ramiro decided it was time to get something off of his chest. Walking up to her, he stopped a few feet away, stood at attention, and bowed. "Ma'am, if you will allow I would like to get a formality out of the way."
Pausing the clear his throat he continued. "Ketsurui Hanako-Shosho, I hereby request and pledge myself to a four-year reenlistment, effective immediately, under the provision that I may serve under you until such a time that I ask for a transfer or until you tire of me so that you order me from your vessel."