"Eh, I'd rather you not be." He feels her moving next to him and feels kind of bad that he's inadvertently baited her into stay awake even longer but oh well, at least the topic has shifted from Kate being a sexy nurse to his tattoos, he could talk all day about his tattoos and it wouldn't be a problem; what's awesome is that he's pretty sure she wouldn't mind all too much. He smiles when she asks him about Onibaba--he doesn't have to peek to know which one she's pointing at.
"Category II, 57.3 meters tall, 2040 tons," he recites, no hesitation. "Breached May 16, 2016, three years after I got recruited to the PPDC." He opens his eyes again, his smile a little sadder now. "Cleared out most of Tokyo but it was... fascinating. Not the destruction, just the way it went about it, like he didn't want to fight. He'd actively try to avoid combat and even when it did attack, it was like, pretty much all defense. Almost like it didn't even want to be there." He chews on his lip as it all comes flooding back to him, as he gets a flash of Marshal Pentecost--or Coyote Tango, rather--taking Onibabo down and his body jolts. He tries to cover it, hopes Kate thinks it was just some involuntary reaction caused by his leg--though he knows she knows better--and just keeps talking. "I know it sounds like I have sympathy for them. Maybe it's true, to an extent, they're creatures that were engineered for one purpose, they were all just following orders. But if you think about what that means, how that was accomplished... It's pretty remarkable."
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"Category II, 57.3 meters tall, 2040 tons," he recites, no hesitation. "Breached May 16, 2016, three years after I got recruited to the PPDC." He opens his eyes again, his smile a little sadder now. "Cleared out most of Tokyo but it was... fascinating. Not the destruction, just the way it went about it, like he didn't want to fight. He'd actively try to avoid combat and even when it did attack, it was like, pretty much all defense. Almost like it didn't even want to be there." He chews on his lip as it all comes flooding back to him, as he gets a flash of Marshal Pentecost--or Coyote Tango, rather--taking Onibabo down and his body jolts. He tries to cover it, hopes Kate thinks it was just some involuntary reaction caused by his leg--though he knows she knows better--and just keeps talking. "I know it sounds like I have sympathy for them. Maybe it's true, to an extent, they're creatures that were engineered for one purpose, they were all just following orders. But if you think about what that means, how that was accomplished... It's pretty remarkable."