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So, President Hassen, would you like to consider my request?
We are at war. WGAA is a civilian organization, and as their leader you shouldn't even be here in the command room.
Let alone making requests.
It has nothing to do with my business. Or should I say, nothing to do with me, don't you think?
I understand it is quite sudden. But it's worth your consideration.
...Mr. Allen, I can hardly accept your request without sufficient evidence.
You're asking to search for a Construct lost years ago in an investigation, in the space station...
I'm afraid we don't have enough manpower to do so.
We have a girl with great senses in the 2nd Archaeological Team. She was the one who found the hidden data and decrypted it.
Great senses...
Come in, Miss Ayla.
As the cabin door opens, a fashionable and somewhat special Construct appears.
Greetings, President Hassen. I am Ayla from the 2nd Archaeological Team. I am responsible for the appraisal of artworks.
And a great young artist in Babylonia, too.
Oh, I know you... I mean, it's impossible to not know you...
I had the privilege to appreciate a few works of Miss Ayla's. They are very great indeed.
I am honored, President Hassen.
We don't have much time. Talk about your plan.
Of course, though I hope you can trust my "senses"...
After a brief explanation—
In short, you've been managing to decipher meaningful signals amidst the white noise interferences from the space station.
And you recently discovered this signal was sent by your friend, a Construct named Selena within the space station.
And the content of the signal is... dialogues from a play called...
The Tempest, by Shakespeare.
...
Operator. Pull a segment of the white noise from the space station and compare it to the parts Ayla mentioned.
Roger.
...
There are... a few similarities, true. But the data we can collect is way too little because of the interference...
The chance of it being a coincidence is still very likely.
The parts I can "hear" is much more than what's being recorded here.
I am very certain that this is Selena's voice. And she's still alive.
...
Looking into Ayla's eyes, Hassen finds an unwavering resolve in her, a sense of maturity that is seemingly at odds with her appearance.
Alright. I believe you.
If that presumably-missing Construct from that mission is still alive, then it is our duty to bring her back.
To protect Ayla, I think that—
Chairman, only I can sense Selena's "voice" for now. Plus, the others in the Archaeological Team all have their ongoing works.
I think it's sufficient to just send me on this mission.
It's not that I don't trust your capabilities to protect yourself...
It's just... if you find her only to discover that...
I understand. I think I'll know what to do.
Fine. Then the last question is... who's sending you there?
...
About that... Celica.
Understood. Mr. Watanabe, this way, please.
Your meetings are truly as boring and pointless as they seem.
Babylonia has received your terms.
Releasing Babylonia's information on the surface to the Forsaken, sharing some of the technologies on the upgraded Inver-Devices... and so on.
That's right. Not one less.
I forgot to ask—how are you doing, Watanabe?
I don't think now's the time to catch up.
Probably... You're right.
So, Ayla. The responsibility of escorting you will lie on this ace pilot from the Forsaken.
Ayla approaches Watanabe, observing him curiously.
Alright.
But I seem to remember that... you're wanted by Babylonia...
...
And you still come here to negotiate yourself...
Intriguing.
