Kimiko Nakano watched her husband gesture wildly, nearly knocking over his water glass as he described his most recent Gate expedition.
"So there I am, facing down this massive Crawler," Luka boomed, his broad shoulders practically filling his side of the table. "Thing's got pincers the size of my torso! My shield's cracked, Jenkins is down with a busted leg, and Miyamoto's running low on ammo."
Kimiko smiled fondly, placing a bowl of steamed vegetables on the table. She'd heard this story twice already, but Luka's enthusiasm never diminished with repetition. His eyes sparkled with the same excitement as when he'd first burst through their door three days ago, still wearing his dust-covered Hunter gear.
"What happened next?" Satori asked, leaning forward with genuine interest. "Did you use that kinetic redirection technique you mentioned last week?"
