Astolfo stood for a second silent, seeing the cavalcade of would be knights rushing to Elora once more. This was...well, a reflection of what happened in the simulation, really. He did not need to be caught in this game, so he decided to make himself scarce.

Too late, there was, the pilot of the Raptor, dripping peasantries like a sweet flytrap. Nevertheless, he had to begrudgingly admit he was not half bad at striking a conversation...it was just that despite being polite it felt way too off and soulless. He took the hand of his fellow pilot, though.

"No feelings at all." He said, as he then excused himself,limping away noticeably, from the gathering crowd. It would disperse soon anyway. The Lilim who had been difficult to pry from Elora would soon be upon her.

He advanced towards the freshest batch of "fallen pilots" as it were, sparing only a curt salute when Ritsu left the premises. A salute he repeated upon seeing Ava.

"Thank you for your hard work, team leader." He said. "Truly you did deliver." He added.

It was then when a particular conversation struck a chord within him. There it was. Aurora, alongside Sparks, questioning Arrish about the pink decal. Bug's gears turner once again.

"That is because he did not. He merely requested an inside job. Engineers are also...people with whims and wants. I thought it was a poor choice of a revenge for crashing the Duvallian Folly but it is curious how the gears align isn't it." Bug would then smirk ever so slightly. "A color decal is naught but a trifle. Artillery on the other hand... a different beast." 

Bug would then pause. "Congratulations on your performance by the way, and you too Sparks, for being the last one standing. At least something was worth enduring the feedback."
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