The night was one of drinking and taunting the unknown enemy that they faced for the firesquad. Nathanial for his part was totally plastered before lights out, and the siblings had found the company of their own types of personnel. Naida had fallen in with a group of gunners for the Claw, Edward found himself exchanging engineering and technological theories with some of the engineering crew. They all were blowing off steam as they should, sweeping sorrow and anger under the rug for tomorrow. Esailia had stayed with Silver a while longer, drinking her soy milk lightly and conversing with her CO.

But eventually the night tapered off, with the firesquad trickling out to their own quarters at one point or another, and Esailia making her way back to the infirmary with the help of a passing crewman.

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The following morning, Esailia was the first up of the firesquad, insisting to the nurses to let her out of her room so she could be with the rest of her team and the Rough Riders. It took a bit of doing, but she finally walked into the room where Silver resided. Esailia gave him a firm salute and took a seat nearby.

"That was a night I'm sure half the crew won't remember, and the rest will never forget." She commented, chuckling quietly.