It was uncertain if<em> Maori</em>was asleep or not against<em>Effie</em>, though she did look just comfortable as she felt. The two would almost hear a soft purring from the Mental Model as she refused to let the Heavy Cruiser go.<em>Maori </em>had forgotten how nice it was to cuddle up to<em>Effie</em>. A soft "Nya" slipping from<em>Maori</em>'s lips as<em>Fuso</em>complained that<em>Maori</em>had not answered her question. Though<em> Fuso</em>would press on, and ask how the small destroyer knew of<em>Shinano</em>. Apparently her presence was suppose to be a closely guarded secret. Or at the very least no one is suppose to know about her.<em>Maori</em>cracked open a dark brown eye, and looked at the green haired Battleship. "Its amazing what you learn when people don't know you're listen." The destroyer spoke ominously. Destroyers were often without mental models, and looked at as little better than simply autonomous robots. So often, the larger ships would speak more freely around destroyers thinking that they were not being understood, or listened to.<br/><br/><div align="center">----------------------------------------------------------- </div><br/><em>Arizona</em>didn't believe<em>Shinano</em>would be happy with her refusal, and the frown upon the girls lips was quite evident of that. Though as<em> Shinano</em>replied with a bit a forced "Is that so",<em> Arizona</em>inwardly steeled herself for anything that might be thrown at her. This was the same Ship that sent<em>Howe</em>, and<em>Jean-Bart</em>after her, and her precious fleet.<em>Arizona</em>'s gut was telling her that<em> Shinano</em>could be unpredictable, and what she gleaned earlier is that she was far more aware of events than she was letting on.<br/><br/>Though before anything else could come of it, another would interject.<em> Arizona</em>turned to the interloper to see another ship approaching.<em>Arizona</em>heard<em>Shinano</em>refer to the ship as<em> Tosa</em>. Apparently this ship had two mental models. Arizona would listen as<em>Tosa </em>proposed being more forthcoming in information in order to dispel and suspicions that<em>Arizona</em>may have had. Yet, it was honestly too late for that. Considering all that had happened. However,<em>Arizona</em>would still be respectful to<em>Shinano </em>unless things turned south.<br/><br/><em>Arizona</em>was quite surprised when<em>Shinano</em>relented to answer a couple of questions. The first one that immediately came to mind was why her Gravity Cannon was literally torn out!? The images when she went to look at it still haunted her. Twisted metal, and charred nano-material signified that it was removed under heavy resistance by<em>Arizona</em>, but she doesn't remember any of it. Not even her Logs mention such an event. It was like she never had a Gravity cannon to begin with. Yet, she wouldn't ask that question. She looked to<em> Shinano</em>, and took a deep breath before she asked her question. "Why were my precious fleet sent to that island? What have they done to warrant being exiled, and forgotten like they were useless?" She asked.