[ The arrangement is simple and well-practiced. Kanda signs off on the warrants and Lavi tends to the people involved, flashing smiles and jokes, herding them from one location to the next with as minimal contact with the senior agent as possible.
It's a set up which works to their individual strengths; Lavi with the silver tongue, Yu with the sharp blade to match it.
As such, he's also rather accustomed to explaining the other man's absence at these gatherings. Hands casually stowed inside the pockets of his jacket, the redhead beams pleasantly at the odd-couple siblings, light laughter on his lips. ]
Nah, not at all. Think of me like the welcomin' committee. Other guy is probably doing something really manly somewhere on the ship.
[ For their evident love of Noah, he pays the ship no mind--once seen, he seldom needs to inspect an object a second time in person, and for him, there's nothing impressive or particularly out of the ordinary about the vessel. It's "home" to him, and until he completes his current log as Lavi, it will remain as such.
After that point, it doesn't much matter. But still he hopes it might end up in the hands of someone like Sion (referred to in his head as Brother A). Someone who gives the old girl her due respect.
Following them into the cargo bay, he takes a brief pause to instruct the AI to close the ramp, fingers tapping idly on the screen with thoughtless repetition. They don't tend to do a lot of escort warrants where the escorted individual(s) are allowed free roam, but when they do, the customary tour is always next on the agenda.
Fingers locking behind his head, Lavi steps around them to take lead. ]
C'mon, I'll show you around.
[ First stop: the rec-room where, as predicted, Yu is cleaning his weapon, like the manliest man to ever man. ]
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It's a set up which works to their individual strengths; Lavi with the silver tongue, Yu with the sharp blade to match it.
As such, he's also rather accustomed to explaining the other man's absence at these gatherings. Hands casually stowed inside the pockets of his jacket, the redhead beams pleasantly at the odd-couple siblings, light laughter on his lips. ]
Nah, not at all. Think of me like the welcomin' committee. Other guy is probably doing something really manly somewhere on the ship.
[ For their evident love of Noah, he pays the ship no mind--once seen, he seldom needs to inspect an object a second time in person, and for him, there's nothing impressive or particularly out of the ordinary about the vessel. It's "home" to him, and until he completes his current log as Lavi, it will remain as such.
After that point, it doesn't much matter. But still he hopes it might end up in the hands of someone like Sion (referred to in his head as Brother A). Someone who gives the old girl her due respect.
Following them into the cargo bay, he takes a brief pause to instruct the AI to close the ramp, fingers tapping idly on the screen with thoughtless repetition. They don't tend to do a lot of escort warrants where the escorted individual(s) are allowed free roam, but when they do, the customary tour is always next on the agenda.
Fingers locking behind his head, Lavi steps around them to take lead. ]
C'mon, I'll show you around.
[ First stop: the rec-room where, as predicted, Yu is cleaning his weapon, like the manliest man to ever man. ]