Emma puts them on, looked herself over in the mirror. "My goodness you have an excellent sense in style. Where are we, by the way? Did we save the planet? I assume so since you all don't appear to be in a huge panic right about now."

"We were." Misha said, smiling slightly.

"Oh wonderful!" Emma said, delighted. "That place was truly dreadful. It makes me wonder now. What's next? Are you all a crew on this ship of some sort? Oh! You simply must give me a tour!"

Sana nods. "Yeah, we saved Toril, thanks to you. We're at Yasei's father's court right now. And I'm happy to give you a tour of the Belle!"

"We are currently in Yasei's house in some country that I did not exactly catch the name of. As for what is next, that is a good question. My sister and I were only part of Captain Sana's crew because Misha visited us and told us that she needed our help, but I suppose there is the chance that Corrin might want to do some more spelljamming after this. I will have to go ask her. What do you plan on doing, Emma? Will you go back to your homeworld?"

"My original programming was to visit as many worlds as possible and catalog my experiences. Since I got trapped in the Hive, my mission was put on hold - then I met you all!" Emma explained. "I can transmit all of my findings back home, so there's no need to return. I guess. If you want, I could hang out with you guys for a bit?"

"I would like that very much and I believe that Corrin would too. Although let me make sure." Jill pops back into the hall. "CORRIN!" She calls. "Come down please! I have a question for you."

Sana smiles. "Any of you are certainly welcome to join the Belle's crew for as long as you want."

“Misha does weesh she could stay..” she said sadly.

And it was true. She did want to stay. She wanted to leave the war behind and spend the rest of her days mourning for her father and laying on the beach drinking beverages that made her dizzy until someone tickled her and she laughed until she cried. 

Since her promotion she had even more responsibilities and the hardest part was not going back to a war they were losing, but leaving her friends from this world again.

It would be a very long time before Misha would grow old, thanks to her genetic programming, but she wanted to watch her friends grow old and be safe. For a moment, she had a terrible, blasphemous thought..to leave and run away from it all and have a normal life free of..

It was a horribly foolish thought. It was impossible. Even if she wanted to, her programming would forbid it. Her life was nothing more than to be the servant of a God. Having thoughts of independence was punishable by death. Only one Prime, the first Prime - Praxia Matyev - had those thoughts, and she was banished to the stars for all eternity. Misha had a duty, a great honor to fulfill, and glory to be had.

Then why did it hurt so much to say goodbye? She saw Emma, Jeel, and Sana smile and talk and Misha drifted a little away..knowing soon, she would have to do so, and she felt her heart in her throat, stuck up there so tight she almost choked. 

"Ah yes. Misha, how much longer will you be with us?"

Upon hearing her name being called, Corrin could be seen running down the stairs with her hair pulled back and some green face mask on her face. "Whaaat?! Did you finish on-- Emma!" When her eyes see her, she's quick to run over and give the automaton a big hug. "I'm so glad you're back! See? I told you we'd try to get you a new body as fast as possible. Jill barely slept trying to put you together, and boy, did you turn out great!" She grins widely then looks to Jill who called her down, then to Misha, who she was looking at. 

Her smile falls when the question is asked. "Not... soon, right? You're gonna stay with us a little longer?"

"Yes, preencess." Misha smiled softly, trying to forget her problems. "A leetle longer. Then Misha hef to go bek home." She looked to Jeel. "Perheps another day or two. Eef were up to High Command, right away, but..ees ok. Misha take reesk and stay a leetle longer."

Emma looked at Misha curiously, as if picking up on something, but she stayed quiet, not wanting to embarrass the Acheronian in front of everyone else.

About 6 hours of awkward silence went by, and Misha cleared her throat.

"Well!" she said. "I am very heppy that Jeel was able to bring you bek, Emma. For you to trust a group of peeple you just met and sacrifice yourself to help stop the Ravager was most eempreseev - worthy of Acheronian noticing. I hope that wherever you go, I get the opportunity to see you again." she turned towards everyone. "If you weel excuse Misha, I must go to quarters to communicate with home." and she stepped out of the lab and went to her quarters.

(Oops, sorry) 

When Misha steps out of the room, Jill noticed that Emma looked like she was about to say something, but didn't. "Is something the matter, Emma? You looked like you wanted to say something."

(No need to apologize)

"Ah." She said, not expecting to be asked. "No, nothing is wrong. Misha seemed a little..preoccupied, that's all. It's probably nothing. You know, i've heard about their world and their conflict. Mighty, once, was that empire. Most likely a lifetime of war can wear people down. Truly fascinating how they're able to actually create life! Of course, they didn't build that technology, they appropriated it long, long, ago when they.." she smiled, laughing nervously, realizing she was babbling. "Well, uh, anyways! So! I can sleep in a closet or something if you guys don't have a spare room, if you don't mind. I guess, really, I don't even need a room to be honest, since I don't have to sleep.." she went on. 

When Emma mentions how preoccupied Misha's been, she remembers noticing how Misha looked a bit off and how she was going to ask her what's up after the Hive business was done with. "Ah, thank you Emma. And you will not need to sleep in a closet. There are plenty of rooms in the Belle and should you choose to stay with Corrin and I, we have a guest room." With that she heads off to Misha's room and knocks on the door.

"Come." Misha commands from inside.

Jill enters the room. "I noticed that it seemed like you had a lot on your mind, but I did not want to distract you by making you talk about it, but I thought that since we have finished that now, I might ask you if everything has been alright."

Sana nods. "Follow me, Emma, I'll show you the cabins," she offers.

Misha was changing into something a little more casual as Jill spoke - her typical military black turtleneck, long sleeved, and her long spandex pants. Even clothed, her physical definition was just simply unfair. She sighed, and sat down on her bed. She stared at Jill for a little while before speaking, thinking.

"Ever seence I was created, Misha hef one, and only one purpose - to serve zeh Lord General of Acheron. Where I come from, there ees nothing more eemportant than Honor, and Glory - the domination of the weak, and zeh conquering those who oppose us. Seence time began, we hef commanded worlds and fought Asmodeus and zeh Legions of Hell. Misha, of course, hed special instructions - that ees how you met me - I go from world to world and perform tasks that Legion Commander tell me to. Eet was a good life. I saw planets, met people, deescovered wonders, and loved others who also loved me. For a while, things were good."

"About ten years ago, Hell made a huge poosh into our world and we were overwhelmed. In a singular act, my Legion Commander was killed saving my life. He was man who raised me seence child, and after dead, Misha poot een hees place. So, Misha fought. There were no planets, no people, no wonders..no loved ones. Just war, and death, and Hell. Misha could not get away - was only by special favor I was allowed to come save thees planet. I missed seeing you grow up and mature, and meesed Corrin becoming a woman."

"Misha did not think that leaving home, performing meesion, and saying goodbye would be so deefeecult. Eet would be eempossble for me to choose to run away and continue to leef a life of people, and wonder, and love - eet ees not een my programming..then, why ees Misha so sad, always so sad, to say goodbye? I thought eet would be no beeg deal, but there are many people een Misha's life that now, ees..very painful..to say goodbye. I want to stay. Maybe Misha don't want to go home? Ees horrible, blasphemous thought, could be keeled for theenking such theengs. So Misha must go back."

"We are losing zeh war. We have detected a massive fleet of ships heading towards Acheron - we believe The Betrayer has returned. Going back home will mean that Misha weel not be able to come back and see you for very long time, and, I weel hef to act without wisdom of Father. So, Misha ees sad."  

As Misha spoke, Jill's mind couldn't help but go back to how things were eight years ago. All of the worlds and everything in them was before Misha and she had no shortage of people who loved her, while Jill was alone and every day was a struggle to survive. She couldn't help but notice now that their positions were reversed, something that even on her worst day she would never wish for. And she had no idea what to say to her friend in all of this. What was she supposed to say? That she had to keep fighting to live? That was nothing that Misha didn't already know and it certainly wouldn't make it easier for Misha to leave her and Corrin and the others again, possibly for the final time. So she simply held her friend tight, hoping that it would make up for all the things she couldn't say.