Ishi followed behind the fleet, still not feeling like one of the family. Although the fleet had allowed her to continue on with them, she still didn't think they trusted her. She hadn't been able to talk to Ari since she had put her self in "timeout," and although Ishi thought she could have broken through the firewalls, it would have been seen as a breach of protocol. So instead she contented herself with her drawings - today's subject being a canvas and oil piece depicting ARI - both as a mental model and as a ship, preparing for battle. On the lower half of the image was the ship Arizona, her weapons powering up for battle - and in this image her Super Gravity Cannon was intact and preparing to fire. The canvas had a diagonal line, a streak of fire that separated the image of the ship from the image of the mental model. Ari's hair was long and wind-blown, with a lock intruding on her face. Ari's expression was grim, with a tear in her eye, like someone facing great pain.<br/><br/>"You did what you needed to do," Ishi murmured to the image, "and someday you'll understand it..."<br/>