"Pink isn't that bad a color, really."

commission for Omachi | KILL THE PAST, BELIEVE IN THE NET !!

T-true, yeah.

Buzz off! Nobody is good enough for me, while you're not good enough for anyone!

Good! Some people should be all alone.

"Crazy girl."

"You don't get a say in that..."

"Pipsqueak? From you!? Look who's talking, you little shit!"

"This isn't about me! It's about you! Who did you get that attitude from? I bet you're part of some dumbass crew that lets you get away with everything 'cause you look good, that usually builds up lack of character."

"I'll show YOU bad! You haven't seen a thing! When you're all alone like me, it's a lot easier to get into places you shouldn't, and..." He hesitated for a second. "...Well, nevermind that! You're a pain!"

"No, that's why you're talking like that! Nobody put you in your place yet, so you don't know a thing about fear! You don't... Hmm." Once again, he seemed to hesitate for some reason. "...How old are you?"

Some of the irritation of his tone that had already begun to integrate into his own expression begun to subside, and he now stared at the girl with tired, yet accepting eyes. "Nevermind. You do know what fear is like. That attitude must have come from somewhere else, then."

"Yeah. You act like an annoying brat, so I thought you were younger." Something about understanding where she came from superficially changed his perspective. In the very least, he seemed less inclined to argue now. "Being aggressive just leads to ending up like me, you know."

"You think people are going to tolerate a bad attitude forever? Even if you start spouting bad opinions to the wrong folk? What, you think it's hard to end up all by yourself? You were right, I am just a loner. I was shoving my nose where it doesn't belong during the war, too."

"Huh, that's a big mobile suit."

"It'll sell from parts quantity alone."