Rebecca's chirpy and cheerful voice continued incessantly beside her, but Maji simply smiled, lowering her head to inspect the functionally diverse control levers and slightly rudimentary instruments and magic symbol disks.
Over the past few days, she had firmly memorized these levers and instrument panels. She was so familiar with them that even with her eyes closed, she could accurately locate any button and lever in front of the pilot's seat.
Beside her, Tiel, who had been battling sleep demons for half a day, also shuffled over. The sea demon, seeing that preparations for takeoff were finally underway, seemed to perk up. She looked at Maji sitting in the cockpit, her tail tip poking the ground beside her rhythmically: "Don't forget to take pictures once you're up there—of course, if you crash immediately, prioritize your own safety..."
Before she could finish, several technicians rushed over and dragged the non-speaking sea demon aside.
Maji smiled at the whole scene.
