This is what Rosinante gets for growing up under the care of an admiral, he realizes. It's not the first time he's had this revelation, but it's one of the most striking, when he hears that tired resignation in Soldat's voice. His and Sengoku's relationship was never the perfect father-son model other kids had, because Sengoku's first priority was always work, and it had to be. He had an entire world to shepherd along with only a handful of others. Rosinante took that to heart.

So after a moment of quiet reflection, he tries something else.

"It can wait," he says. "We fought hard to earn this victory. Maybe we should celebrate it for a while. We're all going to break before we can enjoy the results otherwise."

Maybe he'll even try his hand at organizing a small party with those who are left. Maybe set up a thank you for the spirits, who always tried to cheer them up with feasts and festivals - maybe it can go the other way for once.