It's decided, then. Some silent agreement passes between them in the language of held gazes and firm nods, and Heero understands that nothing more needs to be said. Yes, Wufei can be a dangerous and unpredictable variable under certain circumstances, but Heero knows what he's passionate about.

If Heero had any reason to feel concerned that he is without his Gundam - and he doesn't, not yet - now that worry is eliminated, more or less. Gratitude moves Heero out of his usual repertoire of formless grunts of acknowledgement. After all, this isn't Meteor. Wufei is under no obligation to play this game with him. None of them are.

"Roger that," Heero says, turning to leave without any further adieu.

He'd planned on finding a big ship anyway.