- The Battle of Campria (5)

"It kind of feels like we should be doing more here, right?"

"We're people, Becca. I know how you feel, but there's not much we can do in the grand scheme of a naval battle."

"Maybe not us. But you can, Bryer. You literally have gravitic manipulation built into your arms. We can't do much, especially not me, but you can."

"And what should I do? Risk fucking up our own fleet because gravitic manipulation is so volatile?"

"I… no, you're right, Bryer. I just get restless in times like this, when I can't really help anyone."

"I'm exactly the same."

"You are?" Bryer scoffed. "You, Jammes, want to help people so badly?"

"Well, not that. But since the Angel brought us out to the frontier I just want to char some of those brutes, especially after what they did to us."