[She won't be happy to hear about the society he's come from, them. He's just a plain old human, discarded and displaced due to poverty and death. Even then, he doesn't have it half so bad as the ones known as Human Debris.]

[Oh, but he knows that expression. He spent a whole week with that exact look aimed at him and his comrades while they fought their battles. He didn't appreciate it then, and now...]

[Well, it's irritating, but he knows it comes from a place of concern and human empathy. And he knows her feelings are valid, he would feel the same in her place, he's sure, but they're just not very useful feelings.]

Hey... [he speaks softly, stepping close enough to place both his hands on her shoulders, but moving slowly enough that she can move away if she wants to] There's no need for you to be sad on our behalf. We all chose our path, and none of us have any regrets. Being sad isn't going to change the world. But believing in us, and our strength, just might a difference.

[With that, he steps back, waving at the locked door with that easy-going smile of his] Besides, it doesn't look like I'll be allowed to do any more fighting for a while! Haha!

Pink is definitely the best color, though. [He grins broadly, puffing up his chest] When I see it, I always feel full of fighting spirit! The other guys think it's dumb, but what do they know? It hasn't failed me yet!