[ Mika doesn't understand all of the things that are happening to them — rather, it's more specifically to say that he does understand each situation as they occur, enough to be able to make instant judgements on obviously time-sensitive matters — but he doesn't necessarily understand the bigger picture that they all make together when gathered in a group as a whole.
Their roles in Tekkadan have clearly divided, something that Mika has had no objections with before. This situation with Julieta and the Arianhrod is one of those things; pieces of the whole, and they don't even hold all the pieces, yet.
In the long run of whatever we have to do here — We've got enough enemies outside our number. Mika holds the gaze for a moment, for as long as Orga keeps his eyes on him. There are still edges, the sharpness of his eyes not quite gone yet, before Mika wordlessly shifts to eject the magazine, unloading the gun with a quick, practiced flick of the wrist (a sharp snap that slides the lock open and sends the bullet falling to the floor. Catches it underfoot, with intention to pick it up later. The gun, emptied of everything, coming to rest on his side.
He doesn't understand it all yet, nor is Mika attempting to; this doesn't mean that he's had a sudden change of heart about the girl — he'd trust her less than he could throw her. But he trusts Orga. ]
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Their roles in Tekkadan have clearly divided, something that Mika has had no objections with before. This situation with Julieta and the Arianhrod is one of those things; pieces of the whole, and they don't even hold all the pieces, yet.
In the long run of whatever we have to do here — We've got enough enemies outside our number. Mika holds the gaze for a moment, for as long as Orga keeps his eyes on him. There are still edges, the sharpness of his eyes not quite gone yet, before Mika wordlessly shifts to eject the magazine, unloading the gun with a quick, practiced flick of the wrist (a sharp snap that slides the lock open and sends the bullet falling to the floor. Catches it underfoot, with intention to pick it up later. The gun, emptied of everything, coming to rest on his side.
He doesn't understand it all yet, nor is Mika attempting to; this doesn't mean that he's had a sudden change of heart about the girl — he'd trust her less than he could throw her. But he trusts Orga. ]
... Alright.