"That was something."
Walt helps clean up the pieces that bounced back towards him
"I guess I can offer to play a game to see, chess or something?"
Pansar reaches for the coffee table and picks up the copy of Guns and Explody Things sitting on top of a stack of magazines.

: Don't care. Do what you want.
Frisk grumbles as he picks up the pieces, and Arkhip tries his best to pay no attention to the ordeal, leaving Nagato the one to break the awkward silence that follows.

: Man, am I starting to like it here! It's
exciting!"Yes. As we have established."
Tippy turns
"As far as info goes, is there anything else our squadron will need to know?"
Rikard looks at the other officers to see if they have any further input, which they don't.

: All I have to add is that your squadron's capacity for coordination could use improvement, anything else I have to say would be repeating what's already been said. I believe we're done here.