Harlock had been spending much of his evenings in the Armory lately, getting used to how the armors operate - he had tried other models but found the Feder's maneuverability more to his liking. He leaned on the railing above, watching Donnie go through the drill with interest, idly making notes on how he moves.

When the turtlekin exits, he gives a casual two-finger wave from his vantage point.