"I don't know what a 'mecha soul' is…"
Bai E's eyes glazed over as he stared at the white exterior of the mecha, as if he were sinking into memories, "But I can hear it talking to me, whispering incessantly. I can't make out the words; it's like a hallucination, yet it also feels as if someone is really speaking into my ear."
A gentle hum rose by his ear, accompanied by a warm breeze carrying a faint scent, brushing past Bai E's earlobe, "Is that so?"
"...Similar." Bai E's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately suppressed the fleeting tumult, "However, it's not clear, and as for the ideas I am about to have, it always seems to anticipate them. Since then, piloting a mecha has become easier for me. They say it's hard for a person to drive a mecha, but it seems I can do it."
"Really?" Helen's fingers brushed over the resolute face before her, tracing the jawline upwards, gliding over his facial features, and lightly touching his eyelids.
Her gaze was focused and cold.
"Pop~"