Happy birthday, Angela~
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After the two lieutenants from Liberion left, I was alone once more. Were I to say what was different about this and any other of my mornings, it'd probably be the package of donuts placed on my small bedside table.
Now that I was alone, my usual thoughts rose to the surface again.
The people of Romagna had gladly welcomed me, a foreigner, going as far as to grant me the prestige of the elite Pantaloni Rossi. When I heard that the 504th would play a central role in Operation Trajanus, I deployed wearing the Pantaloni Rossi uniform, rather than my typical División Azul uniform. Though I was ribbed mercilessly by everyone on the team for it, I did not particularly mind. However...
-- I had not been able to defend Venezia --
There was plenty of time for me to be pensive. Roughly two hours later, there was a knock on the ward's door.
(At any rate, it should be the usual examination.) Without even raising my head, I invited the caller in.
"Yah, Angie, how're you doing?"
I was taken aback, having suddenly been confronted by an unexpected voice. My gaze fell on Flying Officer Patricia "Patty" Schade, who was a member of the 504th like me, standing there. She was an expert at shield control, and had repeatedly provided backup to everyone during the retreat before she had exhausted herself. I had been rescued by her, too.
"I'm...not doing too badly."
"Fhn, if someone reserved like Angie says so, then it must really not be that bad."
"Now that you mention it, how about you, Patty?"
"Me? I'm already perfectly fine. See," Patty extended the palm of her right hand, where a tiny shield sprang forth, rotating slowly. When I was thinking that it was about 15cm in diameter, it started to change in a puzzling way, becoming many times that size, and was now that of a baseball. Finally, I was shown the small shield going from her right hand to her left and back again, like she was some juggling street performer.
"Skillful as always."
"Why, thank you." Patty smiled mischievously and went on, "Anyhow, my trouble lay with Papa. He was wailing and saying 'I'm going to Romagna right now!', being such a bother to those around him. From Britannia, you know? Even though it's inconceivable for a civilian to be moving freely at times like these?"
Despite sounding shocked, Patty could not hide the happiness coming across her expression.
"And everyone?"
"Uum, if you mean the 504th, there's still a long way to go. Commander and Takei are running around every day getting things coordinated."
"Hm."
"As you know, it wasn't only our unit that had been done in. Well, it seems that famous 501st will be taking over from here...ooh, those donuts look tasty."
"Please, eat them."
"Is that okay? Wow...delicious! Ain't this hospital pretty good, to have service like providing such tea?"
"No, that was from Flight Lieutenant Jane."
Patty choked upon hearing that. "H...Hold on, you should've told me earlier. It's a visitor's gift, after all."
"Since it's those two, I doubt they'll get particularly angry. Besides, there's no way I could finish eating it all on my own."
"You're probably right...fhn, that happily married couple, eh."
It was my turn to choke.
"What? Did I say something funny?"
"No, I just thought that was an very straightforward way of putting it."
"But it's the truth. I reckon they'll know if we meet, but there won't be much of a problem if it's those two." Patty jokingly shrugged. "Looks like the Pantaloni Rossi trio paid a visit to the 501st base before this."
"The 501st?"
"You know, to greet them? Apparently, they met lots of people, Fer was talking about how there was an amazing healer named Miyafuji and how she wanted such power too."
"...I think Fer's performance under those conditions were plenty good enough. Patty's as well."
"Angie too." All of a sudden, Patty's expression turned serious. "Because of you, Takei and the Pantaloni Rossi trio could be saved. You did all you could in the best way possible. That's why nobody blames you, and why you shouldn't feel ashamed."
I was startled by how it was as though she had seen through what I was thinking about. Only in this unit will I find partners that throw me off.
"Thank you, Angie."
"..."
"Well then, the donuts were lovely. Ah, I should let Jane-san know." With a little wave, Patty left the room.
Alone again, I mulled over Patty's words while chewing on the donuts. There was plenty of time for me to be pensive.
Notes:
1) With regard to the 504th's commander, on May 10, Shimada Humikane posted on Twitter:
1) 竹井は504の坂本的な位置づけ。隊長はロマーニャのウィッチ(赤ズボン隊ではない)だが引退間近なので実質二人隊長制度みたいな感じ。
"At the 504th, Takei's position is similar to Sakamoto's. The commander is a Romagnan Witch (not Pantaloni Rossi), but she is on the verge of retirement, so it's actually more like a dual-commander organization."i.e. Takei is not the 504th commander, despite popular misconception.
2) "Pantaloni Rossi" = Red Pants, "
División Azul" = the Hispanian unit Angela was in prior to joining the 504th. I'm retaining the "local names" out of personal preference.
3) The setting of this SS is a hospital, rather than medic room as I had initially translated. I was assuming Angela was in the 504th's medic room...
4) おやつ is what Patty called the donuts, pretty much the sort of snacks British people would call "tea."
5) おしどり夫婦: I swear, everyone in the 504th must ship Gentile/Godfrey or something...夫婦 is the exact term for "married couple," so.
6) Fer = Fernandia of the Pantaloni Rossi trio.
7) I admit, the "only in this unit..." line is hideous. I winged it and relied on online dictionaries and another translation which wasn't in English. HALP.