Birds.

[The desk Roger is sitting on is full of clutter, as usual. Among that clutter, there are photos - pictures of enemy units taken during the latest battle, as well as photos of all kinds of birds, usually in the wild. Some of the photos are marked by someone who apparently was looking for similarities between them.
Roger grabs his head, shaking it slightly, then pours himself a shot of whiskey.]

If I wasn't there, I'd think it's a joke. But it isn't - we barely managed to stop them from causing a massacre. What other creatures have a secret society dedicated to fighting humanity? Will dogs be next? Lizards?

[Roger takes the shot and his frown deepens.]

...This whiskey is pretty bad.

[Truly, the 1% of mecha are affected by the supply shortages as well.]
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One year ago I wouldn't even imagine I'd be having a talk like this.

But they attacked inside their combat machines and not on foot... wing. That rules out a stealth attack at least.

I hope.
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[Setsuko imagines security measures in the form of shooting every bird on sight.]

Let's... not get too paranoid, now.
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How would you judge if a bird is acting suspiciously, mr Roger?
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