I gotcha, I gotcha... You can't tell me you're not frustrated too, though!

[If he's not, then it must be that his dark powers give him infinite patience. After all, he's the one who's already put up with so much hassle due to a case of missing clothes. Maybe if she trains more she can reach that level of zen or whatever it's called.]

This is true. And that's why the fates can just f-- bug the hell off and leave us be for once! Or else I'll just go ballistic on the damned things.

[How she plans on taking out her frustrations on fate itself is a mystery, but thankfully the rescue of their clothes is not so much so. As both Gundam's scarf and her own shirt drift down to their owners, Rose can barely contain a cheer. She happily buries her face in the tunic before shimmying into the garment with a sigh of relief.]

You don't mind, right? Since we're bound to find something for you here. And don't worry, my eyes remain fixated on our task, not you!

[Though she does give him a quick salute of thanks for fetching their clothes, then focusing on the crates surrounding them. Prying open the first one, they're met with bedsheets and blankets. Close, but no banana!]