Sanako have now been sitting in the red plush 'armchair', if it could be put that way - and holding in her hands another 'Virgin Pina Colada' - the first drink she ever took onboard of Arcadia; these days she mostly spent onboard - looking around the ship, getting used to the surroundings and fixing minor flaws she'd be able to find and fix with barely any instruments at hand and marking a major ones for future repairs - those, however, wasn't present at all, someone, apparently, were looking over the ship quite well.
Fujinomiya looked like she was 'spacing out', mostly focused on her minds - she got what she wanted, she is a part of Canaan now, that satisfies her completely - she already found few interesting samples aboard, however, James never allowed her to take it to her room and look into; apparently, he had his own reasons for this.
James' voice was what brought her back to reality.
Y-yes? Sorry, i was spacing out a bit...
She mumbled, feeling slightly awkward.
Let us waste no time about it. It's not like selling your sould to devil or something, so i see nothing bad about it. Or, maybe, it is going to hurt, or something? Well, not really scared, i have made my way there not to just turn and run because of 'pain'.
I am ready, James.
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