The Federation pilot's eyes bore into the screen as she watched the two splendid Gundams appear on the field, the mobile fighters staring each other down. As the timer ticked down and the announcer rallied the crowds, the fighters settled into their ready positions. The atmosphere was palpable, even through the video; Kanoko placed her hand on the back of her neck, trying to steady her nerves. Her tongue lapped at her lips, which had suddenly become dry.

Sarah's question snapped her out of her trance, the carrot-topped pilot looking at the mobile fighter sheepishly. "Oh! Uh...whatever's available is fine! I'm not too picky. Too used to military rations, haha."