Can You Give Me Some Soulsteel?

In the bedroom, Griseo watched the purple light vanish, then opened the surveillance system out of curiosity. Her companion... did she mean Dan?

What was Dan doing?

As the surveillance feed came up, Griseo froze. In the Ark's storage room, Remiel Dan was clinging to a piece of equipment inside a compartment.

More precisely, Remiel Dan had taken a fancy to a metal-plated suit of armor. When she failed to activate it, she turned her attention to the weapons beside it.

"Come on... come on!"

Remiel Dan gritted her teeth. Her wings half-open, she pushed with all her might.

"Oh no! The weapons bay!"

Griseo immediately understood what "you still want the Ark" had meant.

The weapons storage room was where the Ark kept weapons designed by Vill-V and Mobius. If anything went even slightly wrong...

Inside the storage room.

"What... what is this thing? Why won't it turn on?!"

Remiel Dan let go and sighed. It looked like a suit of armor, yet she couldn't activate it no matter what she tried.

"No, I'll try again!"

Driven by curiosity and a touch of greed, Remiel Dan held her breath and gathered what little strength she had recovered.

Before she could exert it, however, Griseo's voice rang out.

"...Dan?"

"Whoa!"

Remiel Dan let go. The fright sent her toppling backward, and she had to flap her wings twice to steady herself. She turned to find Griseo smiling brightly at her.

"Oh, hey, Griseo! All done?

I couldn't find you earlier... I was just... just looking around.

Your spaceship is incredible, and I've never seen equipment like this before...

Ha. You've kept it in great shape."

Watching Remiel Dan stumble over her words, Griseo said slowly, "Dan, even if I gave you this armor, you wouldn't be able to use it,