After Ves ended his call with the Tovar mech designers, he fell into thought while Gavin dutifully remained silent.
His earlier discussion might have been simpler if Ves didn't talk with Calabast beforehand.
Her proposal continued to dominate his thoughts. It even started to color his judgement, which was very precarious because he himself didn't know his own stance on the matter!
Ves looked down on the Larkinson Mandate. The ancestral heirloom's glow had grown even stronger despite the loss of a number of connections.
He expected the Golden Cat to grow weaker or become downcast after the deaths of dozens mech pilots, but instead she looked as upbeat as ever.
Nyaaa.
Ves caressed her intangible body with a spiritual projection. The cat squinted and enjoyed his touch.
Though they didn't share any words, they conveyed their feelings and emotions in a different way.
