"Oh, I don't know. You might have some competition for greatest moper on the ship. You're not the only one who spends half their time being gloomy." He snickers a bit. "And good luck on that medal. If anything Zou's going to get it for sheer nerves of steel."

"A heh heh. Ah heh heh heh," he laughs, in the most incredibly sarcastic manner he can manage. "No. Fate doesn't choke. Or fate chokes and then spews it all up back on you. Seriously, get your jinx magic away from me."