Jaakko just decides to grab a few of the snacks he can carry and trashes the rest. He leads the her to the common room outside of Mjolnir's bunks. He takes a seat and starts to compose his thoughts.
"Well," he starts, "I feel a bit better because Gus, of all people, listened to me talk about this bullstuff already. He was even receptive, imagine that. The world must be ending,"
He shifts uncomfortably.
"I didn't, or- it was more that I couldn't tell him everything,"
Jaakko recaps his conversation with Gus, and what he'd said regarding how he felt about all of it. He expresses his anger, grief, and shock, and mentions that he knows that he didn't have another option. Another mention is that Jaakko is aware of the stresses of recent events and how landing will be a time to get their thoughts in order. He then begins sharing what he didn't tell Gus.
"Those loving Huit bastards left the mic open for our flight to hear the loving screams," Jaakko laments in a bitter and grieving tone.
He pinches the bridge of his nose with his head hung over his lap.
"I— I haven't hated the Huits this much since the Delta. And I'm conflicted about it! It's not fair the people like Cualli, but those worthless forgeters have killed so many of us Gods damnit! The Deltan theatre made me feel nothing but hatred for them, and now there's this loving stuff. And like I said, it's not fair to them, I know that it's not all of them and there are refugees that need our help in the Delta but I can't help but feel much more than spite," Jaakko laments, alternating between morose and angry tone.
He looks to Tippy.
"I'm sick of it. I don't want to be a hateful person, but I can't help but feel that I loving hate them, after all this time they've been trying to loving kill us,"