Snippet #870024

Ken placed his hand on his head. This was a snide pilot to be sure. Ken just lazily made his way to the window. "We are not as weak as you think. Just because we are peaceful doesn't mean that we are weak." He said looking out over the Ignat land. "We have an edge that Nazcrut doesn't. Men tend to fight hard for the home and families than those who just fight for the sake of expansion and greed." He said then he turned to back to this soldier.

"We will repair your Uthriel. Do not worry about putting us out any, we are a hard working nation. We can build the resources back up. Plus," Ken continued, making his way to the opposite side of the room. Clearly, he was one who couldn't stand still long. "If someone fights Nazcrut, then we would want them at full operating power. Indirectly, you are helping us out fighting those bastards." He explained.

He then glanced back at the soldier. "And you would be broken down in the middle of the battlefield with a half-working mech if not for me. Beside, I was doing just fine when you came along." He said with a smirk. The battle hadn't dampened his sense of humor.

He again made his way to a bed and sat down. He began to think about what could he add to his Mech to increase it's offensive capability... "Perhaps I should install a higher caliber sniper rifle..." He rambled to himself.