Fusou stood quietly atop her number one turret once again admiring the stars. The super dreadnought battleship found herself often staring at the stars she found that her opinion of them was similar to that of the humans stars were beautiful. She stared up wondering just why it was that they had driven humanity from the seas separating them from each other to begin with. She held up a hand and held it up in front of her covering the moon.<br/><hr/><br/>Three ships drifted together not too far apart they were Jean-Bart and her consorts Alaska and Hawaii. The three mental models were together in Jean-Bart's cabin all three were listening to classical music enjoying the symphony's of old drafted by humans. Alaska and Hawaii each clung to one of Jean-Bart's arms as the orchestra continued to cast it's lovely tunes throughout the cabin.<br/><hr/><br/>Aya lay on the bed in her quarters aboard her vessel. She had one arm strewn over her eyes and she had a smile upon her lips. She found that she was quite happy with the way things had gone. She also still found herself wondering just what it was that she was going to do with that ghost device given to her by Ishizuchi. The fact remained that Aya still did not trust the strange battleship.