"You sure it's a good idea for you to go out there half-cocked? I mean, with only part of you on board," he hummed, glancing up at Aoba and tapping a few places on the ship display, zooming in and enhancing the overhead planet view.

"High kicks aren't gonna do a lot of good if a Hobgoblin tries to snipe you, or if a Vandal creeps up and stabs you in the back, or a Hydra materializes on top of you. I'm not Declan...I can get your back and shoot first, but I can't shield you, and neither of us are medics by any stretch."