Takeo simply held his small smile through the entirety of the debriefing, shrugging his shoulders loosely when the XO was handing him his own criticism. Thinking back to the battle, he did not believe his actions had any motive to them he could comprehend - in fact, he hardly remembered most of it. It was almost like he became a different person when the haze of battle entered his mind. Takeo was not sure he could act any differently, even if he tried.

	The announcement of Sigma as squad leader made his smile larger, and close to genuine. When the XO dismissed them, he put a hand on her shoulder.

	"I will call you [i]taisho[/i], now." As Takeo spoke, he stepped back from Sigma and inclined his body in a formal bow, the proper gesture to respect a superior in his ancient culture. The unified military of Earth required a salute, but he would try to bend the rules with a fellow pilot.