Never a friendly face, said the man whose ship had been waved in by hands lifted in greeting, the man who had been immediately greeted by other soldiers upon stepping inside. It seemed to lend more credence to the one theory Aoba was fostering, that Declan just didn’t appreciate himself and thereby didn’t properly recognize it coming from others. But now he also had to wonder: was that just part of his personality, or could it be blamed on not having a personal foundation of history and family? If Guardians were supposed to, as Ghost posited, bond with their fellows instead of their past, then why hadn’t Declan done just that?
Aoba couldn’t imagine he was anything special, to be some exception to this strange pattern, but it sure did leave one wondering why, if only to help the Titan further branch out.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” he agreed. “Ah, and congratulations for all the commendations, anyway. I can at least say I feel better knowing your superiors recognize your abilities, too.”
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Aoba couldn’t imagine he was anything special, to be some exception to this strange pattern, but it sure did leave one wondering why, if only to help the Titan further branch out.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” he agreed. “Ah, and congratulations for all the commendations, anyway. I can at least say I feel better knowing your superiors recognize your abilities, too.”