[Blake meditates on that and can only offer] Fuck.

So that's who all the giant robots are for fighting. Must be a convincing son of a bitch if he got that many people behind him.

[He remember Ash saying something about a war when they were in a bar somewhere...when was that? If he thinks about it too hard he gets the feeling of an immense, hulking shape looming above him, so he gives up on trying to pinpoint it.]

[He picks at his sleeve.] Mine's dead. I don't know whether to thank Jayden or hate him for stealing the privilege.