Sakuramoria

— Well, I don't really like the idea of speculating about what others are thinking, as it's essentially gossip and conjecture, so...

-- No, that's not what I meant... I just have a simple thought: the cultural differences between me, you, or Futaba aren't that significant. At its core, we are similar: we value our comrades, and we don't like it... To put it mildly, we don't like it when something happens to them or someone tries to do them harm.
-- Futaba used all her diplomatic skills, a huge amount of words, and almost threats at the ceremonies to make General Mandragora ease up on what was happening, if not completely cancel it, and in the end, yes, with a little help from Teacher Ianira, the situation was completely resolved. In Futaba's actions, I saw her attitude and her diligence. In this regard, my neighbor earned my great respect then, but I'm a little uncomfortable seeing that... Well, never mind, it's not important.
-- Perhaps we shouldn't delve too deeply into this topic, because you're probably just here to study, not to get involved in all sorts of stories, -- said Varya, for whom some of Oleg's answers seemed like an attempt to escape from reality -- if that's the case, then he is, unfortunately, not ready for a more open conversation. Although it was a little sad that she couldn't rely on a fellow refitter to open up about his thoughts, as she had hoped.
Varya smiled slightly awkwardly.
-- I probably shouldn't bore you... But the situation for Futaba is clearly not very simple, that's what I wanted to say. Don't think that I'm walking around with a sour face or something... But you have to choose your words carefully.