"Ha! Yeah, that sort of thing works if everyone's on board! But when the rest of the band's hard and fierce..." Jecht laughed, because he had to be amused at his own situation. When had HE become the sane voice of reason?

Unconsciously, he reached out to take a little bat at her -- ponytails? Did those count as ponytails? Whatever they were, some five year old part of him just couldn't resist.