Daisy watched the Deither fiddle with the controls cautiously. When he felt the thrusters rumbling under his feet, he lowered his sword, sliding it into his scabbard and turning away. "Fine, then." he said tersely, as if he regretted his outburst. (He didn't) [i]Just a few more hours, and I can finally get on something. This stupid ship is boring; I want something to do.[/i] The ginger thought restlessly. He spoke without turning. "I'm going to bed. It would be. . . advisable, if we were very much near our destination upon my awakening." 
 "Why are you talking like that?" Ikusen asked, wiping the last of the water off the floors. 
"Like what?" Daisy looked confused. "I'm talking like I always do." He looked strangely at Ikusen, who returned the look. After a moment, Daisy shook his head, as if to clear it, and strode out.