"I hope Uncle Mathius is okay." Fumizuki seemed upset.
He picked Fumizuki up "Uncle Mathius is just pretty upset, sweet face"
"I shouldn't have gone off like that. But I'm among the many people here who feel uncomfortable being around the Lord-General."
"At least it's not me." Being both a Lord and a Brigadier General, he could be a "Lord General", but Gjallarhorn doesn't have such a rank and never will, thus Brigadier General it was.
The Lord General was pleased to see that his friend was making good use of the vehicle, the technomancy was something that Aleksandr was not aware of, indeed Mathius's powers were intriguing and manyfold. It was a humble gift, afterall a bar sees many spills and patrons surely brought in mud and dirt on occasion, this automata would ensure that any cleaning operations were well taken care of, perhaps in time Mathius might improve it's design to serve as a personal servitor.
" Indeed it is a token of sincerest gratitude and thanks to our great friend, a toast to Mathius, a friend to The Emperor himself "
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