"It's beautiful, isn't it? And, you know, it looks like there's nowhere to hide, like a sheet of glass, but of course that's just not true. Dolphin-dono rules it. She might be less crazy now than I remember her, but I don't think she spreads insanity much less. Gaav-dono thinks she might be behind the strange things that happen around here; he might be right."
"But maybe she's a happy person," he suggests, turning bruised eyes on Joker. "Just bounce around without worrying, ne, give up purpose and future, let someone else do all the planning, live your life like it's a game and a gamble and it doesn't matter if you lose... well," he amends, "I'm thinking about Gourry-san, really. I've never been a sidekick, me. I was the, you know, "Xel-chan, I want the wolves to have full and open access to Atlas City by September, so make that happen, okay, and the crown prince is perceptive so make sure people won't listen to him, and by the way I want dragon cuisine with a nice Zephellian '56 burgundy for supper and my red troll leather nightgown laid out tonight and make sure the guest room is ready." That kind of of job. He made me pretty angry, the way he could have just told Lina-san to stop hitting him and go soak her head anytime and never did--" He breaks off his rambling, and takes Joker's arm again with an embarrassed head duck. "Ara, gomen ne, but it was ice cream and whipped cream and pie, oh my, sou desu ne?"