Leo'd hoped he'd get a room to himself, ship seemed big enough to manage it really, but he was no stranger to military accomodations and there really was no reason to give him one yet anyway. Something else he'd have to learn, he figured as he was escorted to his new quarters by one of his roommates, who then proceeded to prod him about his beliefs. Why were people in this ship so verbose? Leo wasn't one to keep things to himself, at all, but these people were seriously talkative. "...why do you call me Gundam like that? It's not like Gundam units are rare or have any kind of meaning anymore. To answer your question, I fight to stay alive and hopefully retire with enough funds to have a good shot at enjoying the rest of my life. I'm good, but 36 is pushing it already and I don't plan on dodging gunfire until I actually get shot down".