Virginia stared blankly at her diary. No, not a diary! She would never say that. It was just a chronicle of her adventures thus far. A simple history. This was the perfect time for her to do so in the safety of her own room (well, not her own, seeing that she did share it with Emilia). There was a moment of quiet along the ship and it's inhabitants. They were on their way for Django. That's all that needed to be known.

"Virginia,"

Virginia almost died then and there. Her heart attack. "Jet, you scared me." She takes her required breaths throwing her diary aside. "You could have knocked."

He runs his hand through his hair. "I'm sure I could have, but then I'd never see you like this."

"Like what?"

Her beautiful blush equaled out and faded. "I…Shocked." He lied.

"Did you want something?" She wonders.

"I…Uh," He scoffs. "Why is it…that when two lonely people talk to one another they just become lonelier?" He jokes.

"What?" She was a bit puzzled by him right now.

"No, I mean…I came…to uh…to…you know…say…th-th-"

"Thaddeus?"

He stared at her in disbelief. "What? No."

"Then what? Oh, wait, is it then?"

"I was going to say thank you!" He roared. Quiet took over. "Thank you…for tending to my wounds." He scuffed the floor with his moving boot. His eyes looking to it. "I…always seem to be able to count on you…for anything. I guess…without you…I'd be dead a lot of times." It was silent. "I mean, we'd all be dead. Yeah, without our leader." He nervously added.

She looked to the floor sadly. "I'm not that great of a leader. Recently…I feel like I haven't done enough for the group. I wish…I was more important like you, and always fighting like you and Emilia, and the other two. I…just stand no chance these days unless I fight with Sakura."

Jet stood there a moment. Hesitation a large part. "We…can't all be heroes, because we need someone on the sides to clap as we go by." He remarks which leads her to tilt her head upward and in his direction. A whole room apart, and still close. "The way to get things done…is not to mind who the credit goes to."

"Still…you're so much braver than me." She frets.

"Sometimes…you're only brave because you're too scared to run, Virginia." He admits. "Don't belittle yourself like that. You are important. Even a small tool is still a tool! It's the same for people. No one…is unnecessary." It's silent for a passing moment as the craft hits a slight bump. Nothing else happens. "Recently…you've been cooking a lot more…and you're getting good at that. Without that food we'd all die. That's a rather important role. And…you're a leader. Sometimes they are better heard and seen in spirit rather than body or voice." His acts of persuasion he hoped was getting somewhere. "I can still count on you to mend any wound I may receive. Physically…mentally, or emotionally."

She averts all attention from him with a warm blush. "Thanks…for helping get my confidence back. What is a leader without that?" She giggles. "Everyone does their parts though."

Another slight period of silence hangs in the air. "That…sounds true."

"Jet…stay with me; I want to be alone." She silently replies.

Jet stares. He was not sure what he heard. It was too low in volume to understand. Still…something broke through for a moment. "Virginia, I-"

"Hey we're just outside of Django!" Gallows announces busting the door into Jet and throwing the young man into the wall. The moment totally gone as Jet stands up as soon as he can.

Dusting his clothes off. "Are we really?" He questioned with a nervous blush, and an eager voice. "I got to see this." He darts off out of view as Gallows and Virginia look after. Virginia's face crimson.

"Why was Jet in your room?" Gallows wondered.

"Uh…"

Jet meanwhile stood with Emilia on the roof of the craft. Him gasping for breaths. "Is that it?" He looked on to the plain with the metal tower in its middle. Mountains around it. He knew it was, and so he did not wait for a reply. "So…what sort of danger awaits us there?"

"I'd like to know that myself." Emilia agreed.

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That was…something. I hate how things seem different than what you are thinking at the time. I also hate that I just spent twenty minutes on this chapter (mainly cuz I'm watching TV as well) and yet…it takes less than five for me to read (give or take).