Yamanami remains on the deck, keeping a vigilant watch over the tiny boats bobbing in the ocean. The occasional ghost sailor that salutes him receives a small bow in return, and soon enough it's just him, Yamato and the waves.
It's a relief to see the life boats down there, but he can't help but wonder if there were some that he couldn't save. It's a terrible death. To die in the fire or drown in the waters below. He'd done a quick search of the main casino room before he'd gone up to help Yamato, and it certainly looked like no one had been left behind, but...He hopes no one was sleeping in their rooms. Should he have at least checked one floor, maybe he could jump back and do a quick look around--
--no. The explosion ensures that he will have to stay with his shinki. Yamanami watches the boat slowly tip over, thinking sadly to himself that it's such a waste, all of it is such a waste. But Yamato's unease hits him before she can breath a word.] Yamato-san...? What's wr--
[The horns blasting out from the rescue ship interrupts him, and both he and his shinki breath a sigh of relief. But as the casino ship finally, finally begins to sink, realization hits him on why she's feeling this much nausea. She may not have her memories, but her body and her heart remembers what her mind cannot.]
...thank goodness it's arrived. The people down there will be alright now.
[He doesn't know where his shinki's face is, or if she even has physical sight as a warship. But he knows she'll be able to see him bowing to her.]
Thank you for your patience, Yamato-san. Let's go home.
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Yamanami remains on the deck, keeping a vigilant watch over the tiny boats bobbing in the ocean. The occasional ghost sailor that salutes him receives a small bow in return, and soon enough it's just him, Yamato and the waves.
It's a relief to see the life boats down there, but he can't help but wonder if there were some that he couldn't save. It's a terrible death. To die in the fire or drown in the waters below. He'd done a quick search of the main casino room before he'd gone up to help Yamato, and it certainly looked like no one had been left behind, but...He hopes no one was sleeping in their rooms. Should he have at least checked one floor, maybe he could jump back and do a quick look around--
--no. The explosion ensures that he will have to stay with his shinki. Yamanami watches the boat slowly tip over, thinking sadly to himself that it's such a waste, all of it is such a waste. But Yamato's unease hits him before she can breath a word.] Yamato-san...? What's wr--
[The horns blasting out from the rescue ship interrupts him, and both he and his shinki breath a sigh of relief. But as the casino ship finally, finally begins to sink, realization hits him on why she's feeling this much nausea. She may not have her memories, but her body and her heart remembers what her mind cannot.]
...thank goodness it's arrived. The people down there will be alright now.
[He doesn't know where his shinki's face is, or if she even has physical sight as a warship. But he knows she'll be able to see him bowing to her.]
Thank you for your patience, Yamato-san. Let's go home.