Ray shook his head. "I think it's better if we each choose different secondary occupations. That way, when we start crafting our own battle armor in the future, we can cover each other's weaknesses."
"That makes sense," Raziel Phoenix said brightly. "I've already decided. I'm going to be a mecha maker! It focuses more on technique than theory, so it suits me perfectly. What about the rest of you?"
"I haven't decided yet," Barbara replied.
"I'll study mecha mechanics," Lily said indifferently.
"What?" Raziel Phoenix stared at her. "Mecha mechanics? You're a girl! I thought you'd go into mecha design."
Lily glanced at him coldly. "Only brainless people think like that."
"You—"
"Alright, alright," Ray interrupted helplessly. He had long since grown used to their constant bickering. "Go eat and rest."
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