"I honestly feel honored to see someone who helped slug it out with the other ships, especially since you were defending my home. I would have joined the fray, but Honya told me it was a deathwish for snubs. I didn't believe it until.. well, whatever on god's earth killed off all those smaller ships. " She says to Nerva.
"The Omicrons are my home, Freeport 11 in Delta, to be precise. A close friend of mine, Marisa, she lives there too, but she's been away from home for a while. The people and the place itself have grown on me. I aided them with repairs by bringing supplies in. I've pretty much sworn my allegiance to the people of 11, short of calling myself a Zoner. Marisa told me, that I was a born Zoner, especially since the more rural and uncharted systems fascinated me so much. I agree that war isn't a good thing, but I feel compelled to help hinder it and set things right here in Sirius, even if I might only have a small impact. I'd rather die fighting against Gallia's crown and their malintent than sit idly by and do nothing. They've displaced the people of Bretonia and Crayteria, and threaten Liberty..
She looks to a nearby screen, showing a video of Gallic ships approaching California. She looks on with a conviction of a thousand suns. "They think they can march into Sirius and wage a war of attrition against us all because of a ages old incident. Their King and his associates are Childish. Not to mention the way their treat their denizens. Especially those who dissent.. Makes the French Revolution on earth look like a god damn pea-shooter fight, it's despicable. And Kusari is no better. Can't stand the Keisatsu-cho, Can't stand the Kusari Kaigun, can't stand Kishiro, can't stand the government. They sit idly by and play nice with Gallia when at any moment, Kusari's Civil War would turn from Internal to Hybrid, and I'm pretty sure Gallia won't be working with the Exiles or the Republicans." She pauses for a second. "I think given your actions in Delta, you know my stance on the Nomads, as with any sane human.. " she scoffs. " But that implies there still sane people in this hellhole outside of you, me and probably 1/4ths of the human population. Things weren't like this on earth. I should know, I was there."
She turns to Franz. "Sorry about the trouble - A Special Liberty Ale and one of your Beerburgers, everything on it."
She turns back to Nerva. "My apologies for the rant.. things like this get me heated like nothing else.