The Fenrir rolls down the taxiway. It's factory new exterior now marred by laser strikes, the worst ones appearing around the roosterpit. It parks in another hanger.
Jaakko takes a moment after parking and turning off the engines. The roosterpit falls dark for a moment before the roosterpit light comes on and the canopy slides off. Jaakko feels exhausted, from the fighting and arguing earlier. He is still drenched. He climbs out of the roosterpit and lowers himself to the hanger floor. He inspects the strikes on the roosterpit, and finds that had these been full sized lasers, chances are he'd have been killed.
Missing the bullet doesn't make him feel any better. The more he thought about the battles over Svirask, the more he was reminded of his last squadron and the battle of Taiton. The thought of losing Mjolnir in the same manner his old squadron had disappeared, bothers him.
The walk from the hangers to the indoors is exhausting and seems to take far longer than it had before. Jaakko is bothered by frustration, anger, feelings of guilt, fear, the feeling that he's made everyone so mad that he'll only have himself as company for a while. He tries to dismiss it with logic, but it does nothing to make him feel better.
He reminds himself that he's going to have to live with his decision, and this is part of it.
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