That’s right. Technically fighter pilot but space is part of that. [He sets his armor by the nightstand and turns back to her. At a thought he snags his Bayard and clips it to his belt. It won’t work but having it on him feels vital. He had taken it from Zarkon. Losing it here would be a waste.]

Let’s go. [Shiro joins her at the door and holds it open for her to proceed through.]

I was trained for it. The armor came later. And you? What do you usually do? You look like a student.