Arthur silently hoped the Nexus mainframe possessed more common sense than the System currently occupying his head.
"Arthur."
He looked up.
Athena was staring directly at him.
"Are you listening to me?"
"Of course."
"You've been staring at the table for the past several seconds."
"I was thinking."
"That would be a welcome development."
Arthur's mouth tightened.
'This woman...'
"And how dare you call me unlucky?" he demanded. "Have you forgotten that you're still alive because of me?"
Athena paused.
She considered his words for a moment before reluctantly nodding.
"You have a point."
Arthur immediately straightened.
"Exactly!"
"Perhaps you're not unlucky."
His expression brightened slightly.
Then Athena's gaze drifted toward the shattered glass scattered around the room.
"Perhaps you're simply the kind of lucky person who survives disasters that everyone around him then has to deal with."
Arthur's mouth twitched.
Hard.
"...Wonderful."
