"No, that's pretty much it. I was still living with my folks at the time. Really, they made the decision to move. My mom used to serve as a marine in the Coalition, so moving to Aesthia was a bit of a no-brainer," Ash recounts, "Being a fighter pilot was something I decided on since I was a little boy, between mom's military background and dad being an airline pilot. Lorens thought the same thing, and he joined the academy not too long after I earned my wings."
Ash brings the chocolate bar closer to him and cradles it in his hand, stroking his thumb rhythmically over the wrapper. "Never thought I'd end up fighting with the Imperials," he mutters.
"Hey," Ash speaks up again, "Thanks for hearing me out. When stuff hits the fan like this, I always feel like I need to reach out to someone. Hell, I made a real forgetin' dumbass of myself, what, with the stupid attention-grab back there," he ends with a chuckle.