The mental image of Hokuto as an empress of the world with how horribly gaudy and sparkly her robes would be made the vice captain cover her mouth as a torret of giggles found their way out. She got herself under control, her hand going to rub her stomach as the laughter had pulled on her stitches.

"Sorry... I just..." She snickered again. "Perhaps you're just not meant to rule the world and your... princess is."