[color=f7976a][b]Jetstream Sam[/b][/color]
[b][color=8dc73f]Bern, Switzerland[/color][/b]

The sudden appearance of something behind his back led him to instinctively lower his posture as he reached for his sword. However, the realization that it was naught but the Ethereal caused him to relax, albeit slightly more annoyed now. Sam didn't know anyone who could teleport in his world, but surely it was considered rude to suddenly appear behind someone's back.

[color=f7976a]"Don't do that."[/color] The annoyance in his voice was readily apparent. 

All the good feeling he was having vanished in an instant, though he didn't let that affect his demeanour.

They were taken to some sort of floating room, most likely the ship as it seemed he was standing on thin air. Impressive. At the very least, the Ethereal had some serious equipments backing it up. The room filled with images suddenly, showing men in power armor fighting... odd creatures shooting lasers at them. That was certainly strange, though it remained as bloody as any war he had seen. It then started on a speech, apparently aimed at both of them. Well, he was already set on helping them as long as they promise to return him, but it didn't seem to do much on Mokou.

[color=f7976a]"Are you sure?"[/color] Sam spoke, a serious expression on his face. [color=f7976a]"You may not find that way back for years, you know? Ah well. If you are dead set about it, then I guess I can't do anything about it."[/color]

He may have misjudged her, taking her to be a frail girl, but it seemed she was more headstrong than he thought. He seemed to be misjudging a lot of people recently.