This might be the closest Tobia gets to being emo

[not_the_deer]

[After the fight with the Thrones, Tobia is sitting on White Chalice's deck, next to the now-empty crate that used to contain the Ball he used to distract Johan. He's looking at the lazy cloud in the sky.]

All the politics and constantly changing alliances... Why couldn't everyone focus on something simpler instead? Like constructing stuff, or not

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[of_10_faces]

[Observing Tobia, Tsukasa walked over, plopped down the sign reading Psychiatric Help 5c and said,] Tell me what's on your mind.

[of_10_faces]

Crazy probably doesn't suit you anyhow.

[not_the_deer]

I agree. Cool and dashing space pirate is more in my style!

[of_10_faces]

Maybe Fry Cook would do you well too.

[not_the_deer]

I didn't go to an engineering school and and get a pilot's license just to scrub potatoes for a living...

[of_10_faces]

Maybe sortie a little more often once in a while?

[not_the_deer]

I'm still training. Captain Berah doesn't want me to risk my skin fighting too much until I get more experienced.

[of_10_faces]

I suppose there is that.