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[Sakamoto is alarmed and hurrying towards the defense quarters. Now, he was not afraid of dying- It was a sort of peril that came with his job back home. Somehow, he had always managed to keep his duty in mind, and for some reason, it was that fierce desire to survive and keep going that kept him alive and out of trouble... That and a lot of luck. And Mutsu.
But for once, Sakamoto can not drink today. Usually he would drown himself in his woes, but today was difference.
It was because of carelessness, his own, that someone had died and had not been taken care of. So when he sees Miranda, worried, Sakamoto gently shakes her arm after walking up to her.]
Miranda-san. This... This isn't a good time to sleep outside.
[His voice is lower and more cautious. It lacks the light, gaiety that it usually has, and his lingering, almost grating, carefree laugh can not be heard.]