"Don't let Izumi hear you say that... She'll kick your ass before the day is out." Cronic said, before feeling the same pull from the industrial sector that Izumi did. "...That felt... Ominous, to say the least." Cronic said to himself, as he looked in the direction of the industrial sector.

"Either way, make sure the weaponry is ready for at least one of the units. I have a sneaking suspicion we're going to need it." Cronic said to Glitch.

"If push comes to shove, I'll launch in my ZAKU to stall for time."

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Unable to comprehend what Izumi was talking about, but not willing to push the subject further, Zerenis promptly began following after Izumi, carrying all the things they'd purchased on the Cradle. Some of Zerenis' purchases included a roll of wrist tape and a fresh pair of boxing gloves. His current pair had seen better days. Other purchases included a few dozen spare alarm clocks. Contrary to his nature, given the chance Zerenis could sleep through a whole day. He also goes through alarm clocks like crazy, unintentionally breaking one every few days.

"Just don't do anything rash. Last thing I need is thinking you're dead again, understood?"