“Well, for all her talk, she does her job decently enough… I guess.” Granted, their ‘job’ right now was mostly antisubmarine warfare, which played to the small, fast PT-109′s strengths. Nashi hadn’t actually seen her comrade in a ship-to-ship engagement yet.
“Oh, yeah, that’s right. I guess you’d kind of expect our most-produced aircraft to also be the most shot-down…” With shipgirls, it was pretty much one-and-done. You sank once, and that was it. For people like Hayato, it had to be a lot worse. “I’m mostly over it, since I got a second chance and some new toys after the war. I know it’s pretty rare for that to happen, though. I’m surprised so many people have gotten over it…”
“I kinda miss the life, if yanno what I mean.”
Hearing that these girls still had jobs was kind of... nostalgic, maybe. He was never good with words, and it was hard to figure out what this feeling was, and it came around so often he should probably figure it out already.
“Not to say I don’t like my job now, I got in pretty early after Nakajima found a new purpose. I have a lotta fun, but that wasn’t my intended purpose. So it’s good you guys still have work left to do, even if it’s... eh, maybe not as fun.”
Interesting was probably a better word for it, but again-- not his strong point.
“I’m kinda stuck on the ground these days, there’s so few of my airframe left that it’s too risky to even fly them, so... I dunno what’s worse. This or that...”
“Some of the ships I know got second chances, too. Kirishima and old man Kongo.”
If I call Kirishima old, she’ll probably come out of the shadows an’ kill me where I stand...
“But she’s far from over it, honestly, I think she’s one of the worst grudge-holders I know. Says if she ever sees that guy again, it’s gonna be a shitstorm.”
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