Xing managed to laugh at Ares comment, and smiled at him, looking slightly better.
"Ah captain, you have no idea how long it has been since I last ate any rice. Seems only Kusari produces that kind of thing these days, and I'm not feeling like flying to the dirty imperial space just to get a sack of that!"
Xing thought for himself how silly a lone revolutionnary fighter looked like, destroying a kusari rice cargo just for the fun to eat some old fashionned food...
He regained some seriousness, and tapped some last modifications to his pad. The screen flashed positively in green, and a small render of a fighter craft appeared, with the legend "Partisan 00" underneath it. Xing seemed satisfied and replaced the datapad in his pocket after shutting it down.
"But, I certainly wouldn't mind blowing some of these weak sushi-eaters someday soon..." He smirked, and finished his drink, "Can't wait to finish the job of my ancestrors. Yes captain, we will be victorious for the sake of the people. And free the rice from imperialism!"