Eighty Six Shin Quotes

He may have had the face of a coldhearted Reaper and a blunt, indifferent attitude… But Shin was so wonderfully, awfully kind. So much that it hurt.

Raiden forcibly cheered himself up by thinking about finding Shin and smacking him senseless.

Look.” I pointed. “Shin-Tethys as a whole maintains a positive trade surplus with the rest of the system. A third of the local nations don’t export directly, but there’s a lot of internal, intramural trade between the tribes—the main six exporters account for eighty-two percent of the uranium and fifty-seven percent of the rare earths. What comes in is, well, lots of skilled labor, finished high-tech assemblies, anything that needs microgravity or vacuum or very high temperatures or an anaerobic environment. In other words, it’s your typical pattern for an energy-exporting planet, with the added twist that because it’s very damp, a lot of planetary surface activities—smelting metals, manufacturing ceramics—are expensive to perform locally. The only interesting thing is how little slow money is going into their economic system. As for banking corruption, there’s the usual, but no more than the usual. Around one government per decade—out of nearly five hundred, mind—gets into bad trouble one way or another. But the system is self-stabilizing: What usually happens is that a consortium of their trading partners and main creditors get together and mount a hostile takeover—I believe they call it a “war”—and place the defaulter under administration until it digs itself out of the hole.

I never doubted that you’d reach our final destination. I worried that contacting you or coming to see you would make it seem like I didn’t believe you could do it on your own.” “You remembered.” “Of course I did.” Shin said it with his usual placid tone, as if it was nothing at all, but there were no other words in the world that could have made Lena happier. He’d remembered—he’d believed in her and that she would catch up to them someday. Lena bit her lip. If there was ever a time to say what needed to be said, it was now, and if she didn’t take the opportunity, she’d likely never be brave enough again.

Oh… So you buried my corpse. Shin, you’re too kind…

Well, Shiden is on my side, so don’t expect any honest answers out of her,” Lena scoffed. Shin’s smile deepened. “So you’re saying you did do something.

... I never once doubted that you would catch up to us, Colonel.

Lena bit her lip. If there was ever a time to say what needed to be said, it was now, and if she didn’t take the opportunity, she’d likely never be brave enough again. "Shin." She called his name firmly. Shin turned to face her, closing the door to his room. Lena gave a dry cough before continuing. "Can we…can we call each other by our names? In public places there are appearances to keep up, so that’s not acceptable, of course, but whenever we’re not…" "Major." The Eighty-Six had called her by her rank before as a sign of their reservations. To signify their relationship as the oppressor and the oppressed. One was a white pig sitting safely behind the wall, and the others were proud Eighty-Six fighting outside it. An invisible line had been drawn between them, marking the fact that they weren’t close enough to pretend to be friends by calling one another by their given names. But she was finally outside the wall, even if she didn’t stand beside them on the battlefield.

…I'm begging you, please come back.” That prayer escaped her lips before she even knew it. But it didn’t reach him. The way he was now, Shin couldn’t perceive that the girl was even there. Yet still. "Please… come back to me. Whatever it takes.” ... Half of his unit seemed to lop to the side, and Undertaker lost balance, falling to the ground pathetically. With his field of vision turning red and slanted from the blood, Shin watched as the High-Mobility type’s metallic shadow advanced to pursue him. It was then that he heard someone’s voice, like the chiming of a silver bell in his ears. "I’m begging you, please come back. "Please…come back to me.” Lena. "…?!" It took him a moment to realize it, but when he did, his breath caught in his throat. Had he just…? Lena… And the order she’d entrusted him with… Had he just completely forgotten about her…? Now wasn't the time to fall into bad habits. He'd been told to return at all costs, after all.

The other boys were one thing, but Lena couldn't let Captain Aegis act so friendly and unreserved toward Shin. Get your hands off him.

She remembered the blunt, youthful voice speaking to her from beyond the transmission crackling with noise. He never did give her his name, but she did remember the Personal Mark on the damaged armor... A headless skeleton shouldering a shovel. Realizing she'd seen that same personal mark only a moment ago, she turned her eyes to Undertaker again. The same headless skeleton shouldering a shovel didn't quite return her gaze, because of its missing head, but it was there all the same. The Personal Mark of a reaper burying the dead. A reaper... ...It can't be. Shifting her attention back to Shin—to the Processor who piloted that Reginleif - she gawked at him, which only resulted in Shin averting his gaze. Shin obstinately refused to look Lena in the eye. And that made Lena sure of it, "It was you...?!" Shin's eyes darted around for a moment, as if looking for a way out...before he dropped his shoulders in resignation. "...Yes, it was." In contrast to Lena's eyes lighting up, Shin looked away awkwardly. "I'm sorry... for back then." “... I never once doubted that you would catch up to us, Colonel.” "Huh…?" “I never doubted that you’d reach our final destination. I worried that contacting you or coming to see you would make it seem like I didn’t believe you could do it on your own.” "You remembered." "Of course I did." Shin said it with his usual placid tone, as if it was nothing at all, but there were no other words in the world that could have made Lena happier. He’d remembered—he’d believed in her and that she would catch up to them someday. Lena bit her lip. If there was ever a time to say what needed to be said, it was now, and if she didn’t take the opportunity, she’d likely never be brave enough again. "Shin." She called his name firmly. Shin turned to face her, closing the door to his room. Lena gave a dry cough before continuing. "Can we…can we call each other by our names? In public places there are appearances to keep up, so that’s not acceptable, of course, but whenever we’re not…" "Major." The Eighty-Six had called her by her rank before as a sign of their reservations. To signify their relationship as the oppressor and the oppressed. One was a white pig sitting safely behind the wall, and the others were proud Eighty-Six fighting outside it. An invisible line had been drawn between them, marking the fact that they weren’t close enough to pretend to be friends by calling one another by their given names. But she was finally outside the wall, even if she didn’t stand beside them on the battlefield.

Lena tore her eyes away from the smile Shin was unable to restrain and started walking away, her heels clicking against the wooden floor. She felt his presence quietly following her, half a step behind. The realization that he had a habit of moving without making a sound also made her oddly excited.

She opened the bathroom door and put on the RAID Device resting on top of her towel, activating the Para-RAID. The target was, of course, Shin, who was waiting in the corridor outside her private quarters. "Er, Captain…" The call was shut down wordlessly. She reconnected the Resonance and asked as soon as the call was connected: "Why did you hang up?" His response came in a disconcerted tone. "If anything, why did you Resonate now of all times?" “We were in the middle of a conversation.” "We can finish it later. At least wait until after you shower, please." Lena refused to back down. "Why can’t we do this while I’m in the shower?" "What do you mean, ‘why’…?" There was an exasperated pause between them, which Lena broke by persistently pressing him. "You were fine with it before. When you told me about the Black Sheep and the Shepherds, two years ago in the Spearhead squadron’s barracks, you, er…you were connected while you were in the shower." "Yes… But you don’t seem fine with it, so you don’t have to force yourself." That’s… Well, yes, she was quite embarrassed about this. Only their sense of hearing was being Resonated, but it gave the impression that they were face-to-face. Lena realized that this meant that her feeling of embarrassment over the situation was being directly transmitted to Shin, which left him feeling restless. And to top it off, the sounds of the running water and her breath, leaking out from the heat and the steam, as well as the sound of the water dripping from her long, satin-like hair, were also being transmitted. "But this time we can’t—Ah…" The Sensory Resonance ended again, and this time it seemed that he’d removed his RAID Device, since she couldn’t reconnect.

She poked her head out the door, but upon looking in the other direction, she found Shin standing there. Lena stiffened immediately. Shin was rooted in place with his eyes widened slightly upon seeing Lena wearing nothing but the Cicada. The purplish-silver quasi-nerve fibers formed a pseudo-brain that coated her body. And since it was skintight, it showed off her curves in a way that left little to the imagination. On top of that, certain parts of her body that had nothing to support them jiggled and swayed with her every move. And Shin was looking right at her. What followed was a long, long, awkward silence. "I heard Vika supplied you with something called the Cicada back in the United Kingdom," Shin said, breaking that silence. He had a cold, murderous gaze in his eyes. As if he was holding back a seething, bubbling rage rising within him. "I did think it was strange I didn't get any information about it... I can see why no one answered when I asked, and Lerche kept apologizing to me when we were in the Revich Base." Yes, it did make sense. Lena didn't want to wear this thing and didn't feel inclined to explain what it was, either. "When I asked Marcel, he ran away, saying he didn't want to die yet... Guess I should have taken matters into my own hands and questioned him right then and there." "Y-your own hands...? Weren't you two together in the special officer academy? You shouldn't torment him..." "Don't change the subject, Lena. This isn't about Marcel." Oh. I think Shin might be really angry. He drew close to her, so close that their noses were almost touching, which startled her and prompted her to lean back. A thought crossed Lena's mind as she frantically sought refuge from reality. It was the first time she'd seen him in such an openly foul mood. It was new, and it made her slightly happy. "No, er, I wasn't trying to particularly hide it, but...i-it is helpful. But it's just a little... It's... very…embarrassing." She heaved a single breath, as if letting out some kind of internal pressure. Shin silently turned around. "Understood. I'll go kill Vika and toss his body overboard." "Shin..?! Wh-what are you saying?!" "I left my pistol in the hangar, but I can make do with a sharpened shovel. The priest told me he used those to kill enemy soldiers in his youth.