Ebisu could have accepted her thanks in a very subtle and mature way, but he didn't feel like it. Instead, he grinned at her and taunted in a singsong voice, "Saved your life~"<br/><br/>"Sorry to bother you," said the first of two crewmen when they were close enough for conversation. "It looks like the engines received damage from an external source, somewhere around here. Did either of you see anything?"<br/><br/>"From around here? Are you sure?" He paused, and held up a hand to his chin, pretending like he was seriously thinking about it. "No. There wasn't anything abnormal happening here. So how bad is the damage? Nobody got hurt, did they?"<br/><br/>"Er.. no, nobody got hurt. It's gonna take a while to fix, though." He looked like he'd been about to say more, but a look from the second crewman stopped him.<br/><br/>"Just sit tight 'til we get it fixed," the second crewman said, dragging the first away with him.<br/><br/>Ebisu looked dissatisfied by their answer. "I think it's worse than they say. Just a hunch."<br/><br/>Just in time to throw salt on the wound, Ijemaru could be seen approaching them. He took a good look at Heather, who looked sort of drained, then at Ebisu, then at the small metal door not far from Heather's foot. He sighed and rested his forehead on his hand. "I'm gonna take one guess what happened to the ship's engines," he said, glaring at them tiredly. "I'll save the lecture for later. About how bad do you think you fried them?"