Sebastian joined the group with a bottle of Rheinland beer in hand and then laughed to Laura´s joke. It seemed that she is now again back in her skin. And guild master Katsuo seemed to be same as combat pilots usually are - simply good entertaining chap, as they called themself when Sebastian worked in Republican Shipping escort back in the past. He remembered his commander, which was same. Before he died...
"Guten abend, Herr Katsuo und fräulein Naomi, guten abend piloten as well," he said with strong Rheinlandian accent. "Please don´t think that I´m drinking too much as it might seem from manager Craft´s words, I´m just enthusiastic collector of bottles," Sebastian added in a good temper and laughed again.
"But now sincerely, it is honor to meet you personally, I heard a lot about Katsuo no Seibyou pilots in bars on Fujisawa, Miura or Furyoku when I was...collecting bottles here. Only person that came with you, Herr Katsuo, and I didn´t hear about, is your - if I heard well - assistant. And that is really strange that I didn´t hear about the most beautiful Kusarian woman I ever saw," Sebastian said and bowed to Naomi with a smile.
"But what I wanted to say is that in last weeks I got clear proof that all of you are masters in piloting and combat skills. When I started to delivering materials into Okinawa and sometimes also used Sigma-19, I was surprised that attacks of pirates, Corsairs and Outcasts are very very rare there. Later I understood why. Apparently, most of them are simply scared to enter your space. No military or police in whole Sirius is able to create something like this. You and also GMG paramilitary as well are clearly the best protectors of own space in whole Sirius!" Sebastian exclaimed.
"These words are absolutely true, I got same impression. And I think that this deserves toast," Laura said, turned and stepped forward to table which offered tray with heated cups filled with sake, revealing his half-naked back to guests again for little longer moment.
Laura took tray and returned back to the group, when she realized that she don´t know if there are any rules for this. "So, if I can offer," she said, little nervously again, and let people to take the cup with warm sake. Then she took last one. "To Katsuo-san and his pilots!" Laura exclaimed, looking at Taro and hoping that any tradition or social custom wasn´t broken.