"Once we get to the ship and drop all these bags, I can show you how to use the bracelet to contact them. And woah, a blade as well. You guys don't play around."

The dragons, - minus Paku Paku, since she was still perched on Peter's shoulders-, scurried forward towards the direction of the other ship. Then they paused, looked back at the others in puzzlement, and made some small growling yips that sounded like a question. Humaaaans, why are you not moving? It's cold here! Peter sighed, far too used to their antics.

"Let's get moving. I'd like to know more about your Gundam, but it would be better if we talk somewhere warmer." Besides, the bags he's carrying are pretty heavy, Peter wants to put them down once and for all. He started to walk again when he's sure Trowa was following, and they reached the Milano in no time.

"That's my girl." Peter announced with pride, waving a hand towards the metallic blue and orange bird-like spaceship in front of them.