Strike Witches: Fallen Humanity

Re-drafting

It took a few minutes but in the end Yoshika managed to heal Andrea's face, even removing Silvie's shoe print.

"Are you alright? Can you see me?" She asked.

"Y- Yeah, thank you"
He managed to open his eyes again, immediately apologizing to Silvie for what had happened. She responded as Perrine would have done, that is, she turned away and went about her business.

The Music Squadron had moved to his left, spread out, taking up space between the table and the entrance. Everyone was as intrigued as they were surprised, especially since they still had no idea who he was. Everyone except Virginia, who was happily holding her familiar, Moffy.

Andrea looked at her and recognized her, he immediately stood up and before even wondering what had happened he positioned himself to give the proper military salute, this because apparently no one in this global army owned a single uniform that showed the ranks, and those who did definitely didn't had them look like the signatures he knew, therefore every meeting became a lottery.

"Combat Lieutenant, 7th Platoon, 505th Assault Division, 3rd USL Army Group, pleasure to meet you"

Most of the Music Squadron looked at him, first wondering how he managed to keep a straight face, then wondering how they would. Of course no one would have wondered about a "child soldier"... Except Virginia, but just because she already knew.

The most diplomatic of them all, Grace, with an amused smile, approached and stroked his head.
"Awww, what a cute boy you are, where did you learned such good acting?"

This sentence sent him in a tailspin, so much so that he began to think it would have been a good idea to pretend to be a statue.

Grace turned to Mio and Minna, still patting his head with him just wondering what was happening and why he seemed so scared about it.

"Where have you find him, you guys? Does he live here?"

The two, very embarrassed and alienated by what the Music Squadron had misunderstood, limited themselves to a simple sentence.
"Ah... I know it's hard to believe it but... He's right"

"Ah ah, c'mon you can tell us, it's not like we're going to say it to everyone we encounter" She responded not thinking that that's exactly Virginia did with them, then realising.

In fact both Mio and Minna looked at her with a raised eyebrow and feeling like they had been lied to in the face of evidence. Which is exactly what happened as Virginia smiled embarrassedly and hid her head behind Moffy, her family member.

"...ok, she's an exception but still-"

"N- No Grace, he's really right" That's all that was needed.

She froze, her head turned back to Andrea, the amused smile became an expression of deep doubt and meditation. Was it possible that the allied nations had begun to enlist boys in the army? And why had she found out just now?
She looked at Andrea's eyes, who in turn looked at her without any expression except a minimum of fear, remaining still as if there were an empress before him.

Virginia had told her, she had said that Andrea was not who she would have expected, he was something different, much darker than he seemed.
Seemed like she was true after all.
"...Where are your from, kid?"

"Italian Region, USL territory, ma'am"

Yeah, Virginia was right, she had told her that too.

"And what year?"

"Confidential, I must ask permission to Commander Wilcke before, I'm sorry"

Now the other witches of the Music Squadron were also paying close attention, and they too were beginning to feel a certain discomfort, but they didn't know why.
On the other side of the room there was the rest of the witches; Ursula in turn took notes on a notebook, feeling sorry for him, maybe she shouldn't have started training right away.
The 501st witches, on the other hand? They were there, looking like in a mirror at the same impression they had the first time they saw him.