Apocalypse

[Loyola]

Arguing with idiots is a waste of time, Enma knows that well from the years of experience. She has met a lot of idiots and this one is no special. Loyola gives him a very special type of look, the one to tell him to know that she thinks he's an idiot. Maybe he won't be upset about, but it's for Enma herself to not take a little failure to convince him too close. It's always better to bring negative emotions to someone outside than letting them force double guessing at herself.

— Great, I am not going to convince you. But I will give all opportunities for everyone who wants to leave this ship a chance to do so.

Enma takes Claire by the hand to inspire some confidence into this little princess. Taking a calm and somewhat powerful look into the princess' eyes, letting her know that everything is under control. And that she has someone who is capable and not an idiot at the same time by her side. She then disconnects her device, the images disappearing at the very next second.

— Your Highness, if you could please deliver the message among personnel. I am not going to stay here for long, you had hostiles on board who must be sent this ship's status and local when they were alive to the enemy. I doubt we are having a lot of time, the only option would be to hide in the asteroid fields until I would manage to get you a drydock. But it appears to be not an option.

Enma spoke about things that don't matter now. But she wanted both people in this room to clearly understand that the captain is objectively an idiot. Enma then gets close to Claire's ear, whispering so that only she could hear. She seems to be having much more energy than yesterday, maybe because it's morning.

— Your Highness, please after you warn everyone, go and gather your things. I will be leaving in a few hours. Maybe less.

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