There's a man slumped in one of the mess hall chairs, one foot up on the seat next to him, and a jacket spread across his lap.

He's tossing a ball up into the air, catching it, not even glancing at it. He seems to be paying the act as little attention as possible. Of course, anyone who's not been under a rock for the past five years will notice the man as one Hercules Hansen, pilot of the Australian Jaeger Lucky Seven.

And he seems lost in thought, tossing the ball, his gaze fixed on the table in front of him.